You're not

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By Stacey •

You told me I was pretty. You told me I was smart. You tell me everything your not. You let yourself down when infact you are those things. You prech to me about me being pretty when you should be doing the same thing but your not.

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December 31, 2005 16:43wishing_on_stars

This is very good.