The mirror image on the powdered wall
Was the one she loved most of all.
Nobody could see into her eyes
But the very wise.
As her soul was guarded by a some protected force.
She always laughed and showed no remorse.
Celophane wrapped, and icing sugar coated.
Real grrrls often feel bloated.
Peroxide pouts and legs so lean.
I'd much rather play it mean.
Her face full of imperfections a disgrace to us all.
Her bitten nails and breasts so small.
Oh what was she to do?
But live the way that you want her too.
So she did and found herself accepted till the day she wasn't their clone, found herself rejected..
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