I am so pretty,
from a little distance,
in a shaky selfie.
Passing by,
in low lighting.
It's the added mystery.
No,
you don't have to come closer.
this is fine.
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Butterflies come flying out [poetry]
PoetryThe words of a teenage girl with too many emotions and no other form of catharsis.
So Pretty
I am so pretty,
from a little distance,
in a shaky selfie.
Passing by,
in low lighting.
It's the added mystery.
No,
you don't have to come closer.
this is fine.