She spent almost her whole life
only seeing her imperfections in every glance,
every look, everywhere. She spent her whole life
being insecure about the flaws that made her who she was
and no matter how many times he said he loved everything about her
from her head to her toes, she wasn't sure she would ever believe it. But
he wouldn't stop trying to convince her and she wouldn't stop trying to get better.
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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 ...
