The Full Me (Made 5/10/2014)

When will some one find and keep me? They all see a piece of me and not the full me. I'm either intelligent, pretty, funny, or anything else that people see on the outside. I want to be seen as everything, the full me, not just small pieces that make me up. I want to be seen as intelligent, daring, crazy, fun, gorgeous, funny, loving, and so much more. I want to be some one's perfect dream. Why see my pieces when you can see the real and powerful woman I am? I want to be seen fully, not bit by bit.

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Me

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