Beautiful

Mon, 11/10/2014 - 16:03 -- archerl

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When people look at me

they call me beautiful

but i dont see 

what they see

when i look

in a mirror

i see a girl with black hair

and dressed in black

from her head 

to her toes

and cuts

on her wrist

so if people 

who dont even know me

can call me beautiful

then why can't I

Say that

About myself?

I guess

I am Beautiful

But I know

my story

better then other

I won't for now

call myself 

Beautiful 

 

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