She was always going to be the girl
everyone stared at.

The one with beautiful hair
and amazing cheekbones.

The girl with a smile brighter than the sun,
With a disney- princess like waist, and a flat stomach.

She even has the most lovely name:
Absolute Perfection.

You can’t even call her a barbie doll because nothing about her is made of plastic,
nothing about her is fake,
nothing about her is real.


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