I want to be a pretty little girl... wear a
bow... dress in lace... I wish I was delicate... my skin, soft as a petal... be
fragile as a dove... with a soul as clear as the water... be more elegant than
the finest porcelain... be eloquent, be perfect... be your most beautiful
precious doll... but I’m not... I’m just a human... as perfectly imperfect as
can be... with scars that runs deep... with sins, with faults... I’m just this,
nothing more... just a woman, and i too can be loved...
Aug. 13, 2012
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