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iWoke up like dis!
My face is flawless
From very rounded square edge
Every small freckle
My 3 beauty marks - they make triangle around my mouth
The shine in my dark brown eyes
How I am flawless?
What a bore,
These weak and fragile ideals,
We hold them close,
To build ourselves up,
But the world in its flawless heart,
Strikes us into chaos
How am I flawless?
The way I love is so bizarre.
You'd see it as I watch the stars
on a late night, his hand in mine,
as we talk of our future: oh, we'll be fine.
I think of how this came about.