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where the beauty is? why do we only see the beautiful ones on display, perfect as complete perfection, photo/makeup/cosmetic correction can make them stay... replay, forever young, caught in some perpetual still life like on a canvas, flawless, braless with ever perky ******* and bright white teeth polish, bronzed skin and too tight everything, my god how the world must sing whenever they strut their **** all around and bring the rest of us less than perfect ones down by saying... nothing according to the magazines, there go my dreams, all in a too fat, too flat, where the fuck's my **** at, reality in play, myself is where I stay, stuck, in 6 weeks you can be like them, in six months you can be like her, in 6 years you'll be like you... cause that's the cards we're played, the genetic makeup, life breakup, reality shakeup is that the impossible really is just that, the beautiful really are just that, and inside I'm just that so wake up all you magazine covers, look up and take notice all you trend setters, stuck up, rich ***** fake *** wanna be real but gotta fake it ******* this... is where the beauty is
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 8:42 PM UTC
Where the *Beauty* Is
where the beauty is? why do we only see the beautiful ones on display, perfect as complete perfection, photo/makeup/cosmetic correction can make them stay... replay, forever young, caught in some perpetual still life like on a canvas, flawless, braless with ever perky ******* and bright white teeth polish, bronzed skin and too tight everything, my god how the world must sing whenever they strut their **** all around and bring the rest of us less than perfect ones down by saying... nothing according to the magazines, there go my dreams, all in a too fat, too flat, where the fuck's my **** at, reality in play, myself is where I stay, stuck, in 6 weeks you can be like them, in six months you can be like her, in 6 years you'll be like you... cause that's the cards we're played, the genetic makeup, life breakup, reality shakeup is that the impossible really is just that, the beautiful really are just that, and inside I'm just that so wake up all you magazine covers, look up and take notice all you trend setters, stuck up, rich ***** fake *** wanna be real but gotta fake it ******* this... is where the beauty is
sherry-lore
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 8:42 PM UTC
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