Yogurt (2013-10-02 01:23:22)

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Sorry.. This is sort of a poem. I sung it to myself earlier and decided to acctually write it somewhere. Umm it's format got messed up, and everytime I try to fix it, my tablets browser shuts down so read on:



Everyone is perfect, infact no one is, we all have our flaws and insecurities, Even me

I look in the mirror, but don't see what you do, My personality is just so wrong No one has convinced me otherwise I am the way I am

Because I never saw the beautiful, never saw with in, never saw what he see's, I never let myself see the beautiful

I took the blade to my skin To get rid of the pain It was all there For one little reason

Because I never saw the beautiful, never saw with in, never saw what he see's, I never saw the beautiful

You you I never saw the beautiful You and your powerful words never let me I tried so hard You pushed me down never fought back

But I will now

Because I saw the beautiful, saw with in, saw what he see's, I saw the beautiful

I saw the beautiful

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2013-10-02 01:23:38

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Song_Of_Storms (2013-10-05 03:57:10)

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This hits home with me. Except I don't cut, and I still don't see.

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Yogurt (2013-10-06 21:33:31)

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Ah, I understand that. For me, the beautiful fades away, only to return momentarly. I cut, but not for this reason... most of the time.

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erachperk (2013-10-09 14:50:33)

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Wow that is soo good!

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Song_Of_Storms (2013-10-15 03:09:11)

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bounce

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