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You're beautiful!
Your skin is so beautiful!

Those bullies are wrong, they've lied to you
Your skin is silky and smooth
It is dark as night
Where stars shine bright
Your skin is what makes you...you!

Its deep cocoa hue
its glow

You ARE beautiful
You should know

People may bully you and tear you down
But they can never take away
What stands as truth

You are beautiful
Every part of you
The words are basic, but that have much meaning for me.
As a kid I was always complimented on my skin by adults, but I grew up being made fun of for my skin color all the time by my peers, and know young teens who are constantly bullied for it. We all have beauty...and learning to love it makes life so much better!
 Apr 2017 CMSGavaran
Alaska Young
"You're tough", she said.
And I thought.
Am I tough because I really am
Or I'm tough because I've got no choice but to be one?
I hope I'm the former.
 Apr 2017 CMSGavaran
Danika
they always say it isn’t a competition
but sometime it sure feels like it

two people have broken up with their girlfriends to date me
another one offered
maybe these aren’t compliments, but I guess I’ll take them as such
4/27/17
 Apr 2017 CMSGavaran
Jia Ming
16
 Apr 2017 CMSGavaran
Jia Ming
16
(Two to the Two) to the Two is
Two to the (Two to the Two) too!
It's my sixteenth birthday!
 Apr 2017 CMSGavaran
Jia Ming
The Compliment Disaster
Has left us in a daze.
A kindness comes a monster
And'll only lose us face.

Not one of greatest poets
Has stemmed from nonsense such
Who clouds their skills to write it—
The words that comes out ****!
This website becomes a compliment disaster.
1644

Some one prepared this mighty show
To which without a Ticket go
The nations and the Days—

Displayed before the simplest Door
That all may witness it and more,
The pomp of summer Days.
 Apr 2017 CMSGavaran
Star BG
As I hold the hand of inner child,
my hero is Mighty Mouse.
He’s small but confidant.
Daring, but handsome.
Graceful and smart.
He’s my hero on silver screen,
as I am forever young.

StarBG © 2017
Garbage, filth,
the literal ****
stain on your
perfect, porcelain abode.
Wash me away with all of
the heat that
you can muster. The
burn is vital.
I flourish
on the notion that
I'm needed.
An inadequate being,
I'm bound to this misery;
living in
a hollowed shell like
the mollusk.
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