Beauty is a gift
Given to every mirror
Girl chooses to accept
We need to love Him
As he showed his love for us
In form of a cross
No such thing as fate
No such thing as destiny
Only purpose exists
A child's chance at life,
A person's chance at His love
Taken for granted
The mirror tells me
I weight too much, but the world
Tells me be grateful
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