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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Me
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