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She was me
She was me
Perfect was what she had to be
That beautiful smile
It only lasted a short while
She was me
Perfect was what she had to be
Born shy
She would cry
Her emotions started to flood
She drew some blood
She was me
Perfect was what she had to be.
Perfect was what she had to be
That beautiful smile
It only lasted a short while
She was me
Perfect was what she had to be
Born shy
She would cry
Her emotions started to flood
She drew some blood
She was me
Perfect was what she had to be.
Published 2nd Jan 2012
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2nd Jan 2012 10:39pm
2nd Jan 2012 11:41pm
2nd Jan 2012 11:00pm
Great write. Beauty is truly on the inside no matter how you may release it. Even the cut having to be perfect too.
2nd Jan 2012 11:42pm
