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Dear Little Girl, Right now, you just stare At the ceiling, at the wall, Wondering if your hair Will ever look pretty at all Will it ever one day be tame? I think you’ll be happy to know That the bigger you grow It’ll be more beautiful But look exactly the same
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Jul 22, 2019
Jul 22, 2019 at 6:33 PM UTC
When I’m Sixteen
Dear Little Girl, Right now, you just stare At the ceiling, at the wall, Wondering if your hair Will ever look pretty at all Will it ever one day be tame? I think you’ll be happy to know That the bigger you grow It’ll be more beautiful But look exactly the same
This one’s about self acceptance and growth, featuring one of my all time biggest insecurities—my hair
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18/F/illinois
Jul 22, 2019
Jul 22, 2019 at 6:33 PM UTC
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