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you tell her that she's beautiful
She laughs and asks you how,
When theres a crack on her front tooth,
And all short nails which she bit from getting nervous ,
And when she closes her eyes and laughs how her eyebrows become wavy,
In her slightly potatoish nose,
And you wonder where she learnt that beauty lies upon your skin and outer appearance so that she thinks it covers, everything she holds within,
But she let's her mirror and society estimate her worth, which breaks my heart
She doesn't know how many life's she made better just by smiling
By simply being on this earth
