twenty-nine

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I don't care what you say,
when I look in the mirror,
I sob from my flaws,
I need to lose weight,
I want to be prettier,
I try my best,
but my best isn't good enough,
I spend my time,
bending over the toliert,
or doing anything to help me,
I guess maybe one day,
I'll look good enough for you.

(se)

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