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Seeing Me
Sure she’s ugly
But she’s someone’s daughter
Someone’s little girl
And to her daddy
She’s a princess
We’re all ugly
In some way
How we look
The way we see
And is that wrong?
I don’t know
Who made me judge?
Oh yes …
That would have been me
But she’s someone’s daughter
Someone’s little girl
And to her daddy
She’s a princess
We’re all ugly
In some way
How we look
The way we see
And is that wrong?
I don’t know
Who made me judge?
Oh yes …
That would have been me
Published 1st Nov 2014
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1st Nov 2014 7:37pm
No matter how eloquently spoken, the truth just isn't pretty sometimes. The tides turn again and again. There's always the moon.
2nd Nov 2014 12:18pm
