I n s e c u r i t i e s
She finds herself in the locker room
with her hands tightly wound around
her waist, as If protecting herself from
the pain of insecurities.
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Perfect
PoetryShe has to be perfect, she has to be. she has to. Maybe then, he'll love her. Skinny is pretty, pretty is perfect, pretty girls ...
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I n s e c u r i t i e s
She finds herself in the locker room
with her hands tightly wound around
her waist, as If protecting herself from
the pain of insecurities.
