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Secrets to Inside Beauty

Poetry By: skilletgirl2

I am beautiful. So what if my body's not perfect

Submitted:Jul 30, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

So my face isn't fake
My teeth are still out of place
And to your standards,
I'm way overweight
So what my eyes aren't amazing
Cheeks aren't darling
And my hair isn't unrealistically shiny
So what I'm a giant in heels?
You're so fake you belong to a manaquinn in Scheels
Cuz ya know something?
I like to be ugly
I'd rather look like my Daddy
Then a freaking plastic Barbie
I have boobs that jiggle
A butt that farts
And yeah, most of my clothes
Come from Wal-Mart
Wanna hear a secret baby?
You don't have beauty
Until you're in the loop with Daddy
Cuz guess what he saying?
He says I'm beautifully
and wonderfully made
And his words
Make mountains tremble
And trees shake
He judges by the heart
Not the face
So in that critism
You are SO in last place
You can diss my style and figure
Be prepared to face my designer
My voice and life
Still got that pure
And my bodily sexiness
Is not a boy's lure
His catch is my heart
But first he's going to have to face
Daddy's loving, protective darts


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