My Body

 My body is my temple. 

 My body is my holy ground.

 They tried to burn it down just because I am "too round".

 My body is my temple holy ground.

 They don't like when I smile or when I frown.

 Had me wishing that I was just ash.

 My body is my temple, not when I frown.

 They did not like my crown.

 My body is my temple holy ground.

 They now wish they could love themselves just like I do.

 My body is my temple.

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