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Un able

un able to look at myself in the mirror

but not with my own eyes

with yours

 

I chopped my hair off

thats not cool

 

I have 36 moles

not cool

 

i have extrondinarly long toes

not cool, (and weird)

 

But when i look 

and see with my own eyes

my flaws are me

im a big ol' pile of imperfections adding up to beauty

 

winding through the creases of my hands

and the curves on my hips...from eating a few too many oreos

 

my uneavenly chopped hair lays perfectly around my glasses

 

and my 36 moles create a fun connect the dot game while im bored in school

 

not to mention how i my lengthy toes give my extrondinary balance (most of the time)

 

me, me, me

i love me

just not when i look 

through the eyes of you

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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