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Feb 2018
she wonders why she's not good enough
tries so hard to make you smile
begging for attention
but it seems like its never worth your while

she puts on a touch of makeup
leaves her skin soft to the touch
with her hair and nails done
but you never seem to notice

looks back at what she's done wrong
self pitying and her esteem is low
tears shed from her eyes to the floor


"she's not my type, I'm just tryna pipe" - coming from a selfish f_"
excuse the language
jas
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jas  26/F/texas
(26/F/texas)   
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