You're Beautiful
Your beautiful and not because of your sparkling brown eyes.
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Your beautiful and not because of your sparkling brown eyes.
I'm gunna let it Let it rain Hear the melody Cleansin my heart Taking my tears away Hear the drip droppin I gunna let it Let it rain Cuz in the end I'm gunna be alright Once the storm goes The...
It's not all about the figure, the style and the looks, Don't ever go looking in all of the books. Your beautiful in everyway, You might not always see it but you always have to say.
Shattering into a thousand pieces My life beyond recognition Shards of my life laid bare But now I'm on a mission The shards are still my very own I'm picking up the pieces I'll put them back...
You can tear me down, You can up and make me cry, You can tease and taunt me, You can make me want to die, You can spread your rumours, You can torture me to hell, You can trip my efforts up, You can...
I'll happily climb on top of the world Fighting till the end to be heard Kicking and screaming in defence When some pretend and see no sense Some will hide from what they know Even when evidence is...
I could say I'm 40 years young but I'd be lying My youthful times are done and dusted, the years are flying Yes I could paint my teeth five shades lighter Would that really make me feel better, if...
Yesterday, Carrie had texted me the last picture they had taken of me in my grassy gown. I had to do a double take. "Whoa," I whispered. I had one milky hand on my reddish blonde hair.
He's the poor man that you see sleeping on the streets He's barely hanging on, Cause he's got nothing to eat He's the tattered little boy Living in a third-world place His pain is reflected on his...
I am strong. Because I know my weaknesses,. I am beautiful. Because I am aware of my flaws,. I am fearless. Because I learnt to recognise illusion from real,. I am wise.
Everyone says they are a FREAK, That they are ODD, DIFFERENT ...
I wake up, look in the mirror. I see a tiny error The image staring back couldn't be any clearer Desperately seeking perfection Not knowing its in my reflection.
Nails painted, Hair well groomed. Posh black suit, Cold face bloomed. Prada hand bag, Snake skin pumps, White gold jewellery, Cold to give you goosebumps. Who'd of though She'd turn out like this.
True beauty doesn't come from having long, silky, beautiful hair, but from hacking off that long, silky, beautiful hair and donating it to Locks of love.
I Dream Of The Day When Females Don't Think They Have To Look Like Barbies. The Day When Teenage Girls Don't Watch TV And See Ads With Perfect Looking Women, And Feel Like They're Not Good Enough.
There's a new strength inside of me that i've never felt before. My wounds heal alot quicker and my body no longer feels sore. It's healed scars that I have had for the longest amount of time.
The brighter the light, The darker the shadow.
I looked around, What did i see, An epidemic, Growing disease, I have to admit, It even got to me, A blinded woman, On her knees, Thinking she's nothing without a guy, Come on... This isn't twilight.
For the women you're all stars. This is just too show you what you are. Women who are mothers. The ones that are constant lovers. A woman who's a sister. Such a beautiful female picture.
My blood red lips won't be full of deceit. Although my heart black is hard and cold like concrete. I'm the dark lady the mistress who can still admit defeat. Loving me with the mind not their eyes.
I believe that beliefs stem from inside a persons soul. I believe that, when truly upheld, they can reveal some of the most intimate parts of that mind.
This one is for the childless mother with the child bearing hips that carry babies from another a sigh on her lips.
They call you bitch. They call you ugly. They call you slag. That call you lonely. They call you smelly. They call you a cunt. They call you lazy. They call you fat. They call you retarded.
So what if I'm a princess. That doesn't make me weak. If a dragon came my way, I wouldn't squeal and squeak. Oh no. I'd draw my sword, And kill it with my skills.