Beauty
Hour glass body, Everybody's second looking, Perfectly sculpted face, I always wanted to copy. Oh, you got the face of an angel, Flashing us your sweetest smile, Twinkling eyes, I despise feeling envy. You're always the dream that will never be buried, A nightmare that will always haunt me, Dear beauty, I wanted to be you, Please, let me be you.
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