Designer clothes.
Designer shoes.
Manicure.
Pedicure.
Highlights, too.
Your facade is immaculate,
but you don't need to be told.
You put up a front,
and think nobody knows
the real you.
That insecure woman,
is much more beautiful
than any surface you could summon.
Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 4:16 PM UTC
Designer clothes.
Designer shoes.
Manicure.
Pedicure.
Highlights, too.
Your facade is immaculate,
but you don't need to be told.
You put up a front,
and think nobody knows
the real you.
That insecure woman,
is much more beautiful
than any surface you could summon.
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