'why would you want dimples,
if it can't be seen,
hidden under those spots,
anyways?'
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there once was a boy,
who she liked to think,
was her prince charming,
and was her everything.
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he knew her,
as a classmate and nothing more,
while she knew him,
as a crush and nothing less.
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oh childhood memories,
haunted her dreams,
for the very same guy had told her that,
when she expressed her love for dimples.
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it hurt her,
for what he said,
out of spite and disgust,
and she still remembers them clearly.
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'why want dimples,
when you already have thousands,
on your face?'
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perfect imperfections
Historia Cortaimperfections, who's normal without them? hers were her scars and spots. but to him, hers were perfect. -warning- contains suggestion of cutting and is down right depressing
