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Retokada
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Ongoing, First published Apr 16, 2015
Searched for the word 'beautiful'

beau · ti ·  ful
/byoo-ti-fuhl/ 

adjective
        -  having beauty; possessing qualities that give great pleasure or satisfactory to see
        -  wonderful; very pleasing or satisfying.


There are many descriptions out there if you'll ask the meaning of this word. But one thing that will always be linked to the word 'beautiful' is the physical appearance; how she got a high and pointed nose, a full plump pinkish lips, a pair of wide dark eyes, a long and silky hair, curves placed in right places, a big bust, thin thighs and long legs, and of course never forget her white complexion.

That's what the stereotypical description of 'beautiful' to people. 

And Jazmyn doesn't fit to be described as one,

Definitely not.
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THIS IS ME You wake up in the morning to look in the mirror, To say "This is me". To Compare yourself to what you think you should be. "I'm fat.", "I'm ugly.", "How can this be?", "Why did God do this to me?", You put on some make-up or some acne-cream, To cover the blemishes that others can see. But it doesn't mater what others see, Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, And the beholder is me. So stop annotating, And start complimenting, Not on what should be, But on what is! You were created in God's image, Oh. How. Powerful. To see who you really are, Oh. How. Magical. In that mirror is not, "I'm fat.", "I'm ugly.", But a scientific creation from stardust, Something that's way beyond us. And what's inside is something so unique, So special, Because no one else has it, It's. Like. Magic. It's you! You are the most amazing thing to walk on this Earth. With the ability to wake up and show your worth. So why wake up and talk negative? When you could wake up and smile. Why not be happy for a while? Why try to please everyone else, When all you have to do is be yourself? People say "What matters is on the inside.", And you say "But look at my outside.". And I say there is no good side, You as a whole is the creation, There is no separation. Each person with 46 chromosomes working in perfect symphony, Destroying themselves with negativity. Just Stop! You are beautiful because you are rare, Because no one else can compare. Your face, Your nose, Your eyes, With your sense of humor to comprise, Someone no one else can match. Try to make it in a lab... Try throw it down the hatch. You compare yourself to everyone else, When you are one of a kind. Why can't you get that in your mind? Diamonds aren't perfect so why should you be? Beauty is not symmetry. Look in the mirror and what do you see? The beauty that you are... This is me...
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