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Created on: May 08, 2008
A fight I go through everyday,
Seemed to take over me all the way,
I look in the mirror and I just cant see,
The "beautiful me",
I am told that everyday,
But somehow I don't listen to what they say,
My thighs are too big and my arms are too huge,
My waist line is so big to me like I never knew,
This guilt seems to take over me all the way,
I watch what I eat way too much to say,
Dear lord I pray every night,
Let me overcome this fight,
I want to look at me and think for once for all,
This is the beautiful me that will never fall.
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