"I'm not beautiful"

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I kiss the scars that litter your skin,
You pull away,
"They're not beautiful,"
You say,

"I'm not beautiful."

I hug the softest parts of you,
You pull away,
"They're not beautiful,"
You say,

"I'm not beautiful."

I beam at your bright smile,
You turn away,
"It's not beautiful,"
You say,

"I'm not beautiful."

I love your heart, soul, mind, body, spirit,
You shy away,
"I'm not beautiful,"
You say,

"Yes,"
I reply,
"Yes, you are."

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