this is me
You're just a broken doll...the depressed beauty,or at least, that's your opinion...excluding the beauty part of course. You don't see your own beauty,but rather, are appalled by it. A million people could stand on a soap box, preaching to you about your goodness, your beauty, and you purity, but you would ignore them, taking there truths for granted. You're more likely to slit your wrists than recognize all th love people feel for you...so, all that makes is a shell of what once was, and what could be again.
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