Flawless2014

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I wake up I dress up
The heart is like a breathing storm, a galaxy Filled with colliding constellations and black holes of life,
I am a young girl in the 21 century where we are told about our body told what we should look like then told...go ride a bike with no makeup we are a zero, I decorate my face, I am the hero
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