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I wish she didn't worry bout her look, wish she didn't worry bout the way her hips shook. Wish she didn't worry about her make up, wish she didn't worry about getting all faked up. Nails, Lips, Eyes, I think the natural is fine. But media corrupts what it wanna see, cause we don't see what we wanna see. Hair, Ears, Cloths, all done for reasons I don't know, jeweled out for reasons I don't know. Going through pains I don't know. I thought natural beauty is all that count, I never understood why you'd get tricked out for self if it count. Cause then I'm still told their is something wrong. Why can't you just be with you and get along.
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Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 3:20 PM UTC
Cosmetic Corruption
I wish she didn't worry bout her look, wish she didn't worry bout the way her hips shook. Wish she didn't worry about her make up, wish she didn't worry about getting all faked up. Nails, Lips, Eyes, I think the natural is fine. But media corrupts what it wanna see, cause we don't see what we wanna see. Hair, Ears, Cloths, all done for reasons I don't know, jeweled out for reasons I don't know. Going through pains I don't know. I thought natural beauty is all that count, I never understood why you'd get tricked out for self if it count. Cause then I'm still told their is something wrong. Why can't you just be with you and get along.
nicholas-fogle
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Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 3:20 PM UTC
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