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I’ve learned to accept my flaws I’ve decided that I’m worth it Looks aren’t really everything But I’ve accepted my flaws, and that is what makes me perfect No, looks aren’t really everything But I love the way I look And once you get a glance I promise you’ll be hooked I have a body you’ll never forget Legs made for walkin’ If you’re seen with me You’ll be sure to get people talkin’ But the catch is that I’m empty Nothing good inside No sympathy for my actions No matter how hard I ******* try so you see with me it’s like playing a game But even I lost track of the score You see, I am perfect on the outside But nothing at the core
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Sep 14, 2012
Sep 14, 2012 at 9:57 PM UTC
The Core
I’ve learned to accept my flaws I’ve decided that I’m worth it Looks aren’t really everything But I’ve accepted my flaws, and that is what makes me perfect No, looks aren’t really everything But I love the way I look And once you get a glance I promise you’ll be hooked I have a body you’ll never forget Legs made for walkin’ If you’re seen with me You’ll be sure to get people talkin’ But the catch is that I’m empty Nothing good inside No sympathy for my actions No matter how hard I ******* try so you see with me it’s like playing a game But even I lost track of the score You see, I am perfect on the outside But nothing at the core
kristyn-coral-botic
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Sep 14, 2012
Sep 14, 2012 at 9:57 PM UTC
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