Black Book Of Poems.

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I'm hardly anything special,

Black eyes, black hairs and a smile,

I have less friends I see,

Than ones I haven't in a while, 

I've never had a broken heart, 

Because I've never give it away, 

I tend to keep to myself, 

Because I don't have much to say,

I can blend into the background, 

So you won't even know I'm there,

I don't have any piercings, 

And you will never hear me swear, 

I'm completely and utterly average, 

So I've never understood,

How someone could think me special,

Or anything more then "Good",

Maybe One day in the future,

I'll meet someone who is average too, 

And we'll convince each other,

That, " WE ARE MORE SPECIAL THEN WE KNEW "

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To be beautiful means, To be yourself!

You don't need to accepted by others. You need to accept yourself!

:)