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Sep 2015
I am not beautiful
I dont see what that means to people
Wether its hair or eyes or looks
Whether its a personality
That beauty form dosent really count to me

Beauty is looking at those eyes not for the colors or the speckles
But for the story behind.
When you look into them and see there soul and can tell that their world is changing.

Beauty is looking at someone and noticing all the quirks that mean so much more.

Why is beautiful a word marked on boards and not in our hearts

You are beautiful if you survive thats what i love about you okay?
Lexus Sampaio
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Lexus Sampaio  Salem mass
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