Locked away.

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I am not.

Stop telling me

how beautiful I am.

And how cute

my dimples are.

Stop saying that I

am such a funny girl.

Beautiful girls

don't stand alone

at parties

or spend Friday nights

in their kitchen.

Funny girls don't

lock themselves

away;

to cry.

Authors note: I really enjoy writing these, but they're all really short. I'll try to make them longer next time.

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