Somedays

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Some days I need someone to tell me I'm beautiful, without me having to beg for a complement.

Some days I need to know that I'm not truly beautiful, and I need to take a blade across my skin.

But some days I need somebody to tell me scars or not I'm perfect.

And some days I need someone to put a nuse around my neck with a perfect knot.

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