Why am I only pretty when I cry?

Maybe it’s not so much I’m pretty,

so much as that the lines used to depict me,

are blurred. 

 Maybe it’s not so much I’m pretty,

Maybe it’s more that I simply

accept my disdain for the world.

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Why am I only pretty when I cry?

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