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By ♥DeAnna♥

<font color="green" face="americana bt" size="4"> I look at me, And I see what I see, I see what you see, I see ugly. What else should I see, When I look at me? You never tell me, That I'm pretty. I look at you, And what do I do? I wonder who, I'm married to. Are you someone who loves me? Are you someone who needs me? Are you someone who wants me? Or just someone who used me?

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