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Jun 2013
mirror, mirror on the wall,
am I lovable at all?

do you think someone could look past
all the flaws that I've always had?

will they admire my hair,
and tell me that they care?

will he hold my skin,
and tell me my beauty isn't just from within?

mirror mirror
that hangs on the wall,
of course they won't,
I'm such a fool.
Lydia Victoria Kate
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Lydia Victoria Kate  20/F/Cornwall
(20/F/Cornwall)   
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