She looks at the mirror,
combing her chocolate locks
and scowls.
"You are ugly
and he will never love you."
Unless you're skinny,
the voice whispers.
And she smiles,
she's so close.
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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 ...
Perfect [13]
She looks at the mirror,
combing her chocolate locks
and scowls.
"You are ugly
and he will never love you."
Unless you're skinny,
the voice whispers.
And she smiles,
she's so close.
