The Essence Of Who I Am

Sometimes I wonder if different people could love me more

Do they see me differently 

If they actually always loved my nose 

Who jets out more then others

Would someone else love that I have no gap between my thighs 

In the news they say that’s a thing all men despise 

But when I question if someone could love me more

I finally found the answer

Everyone loves differently 

There is no wrong or right kind of love I now know 

And when you look at me I realize yours is my perfect love 

Because you learn to love my flaws even more than your own

M.A.P

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