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My reflection doesn’t tell my story yet I still feel as though it defines me
When I look,
I see my flaws
I see mistakes
I see problems
Looking at others I see so much beauty
They have the perfect clothes
Perfect hair
Perfect face
Perfect body
Maybe it’s just a facade but it seems so real
Pushed on me is the pe...
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