Looking at your smile, why can't I smile brightly like you?
Looking at the mirror, will the smile grab his heart like you did before..
No, I am so sick looking in the mirror..
I wish am pretty,
but wasn't born that way.
I wanna be pretty, just for once.
For you who own this heart..
So many beautiful flowers in your life..
I am afraid it capture your eyes, your heart..
But dear, its beauty is not immortal..
It will fade day by day, kills by times..
For you who own this heart..
I hope your eyes value things on the inside..
I'll try on appealing attitude, beautify personality..
To ensure you are always mine, only mine.

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