you won’t see yourself when candid all you see are distorted mirrors and cameras You don’t believe compliments you don’t know you’re heaven sent Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder it’s not your eyes, but mine, holding onto your beauty perception is only your reflection of who you’d rather be
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