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I look in the mirror
There I see the prettiest girl in the world
For all her curves and edges
She sure is a sight for sore eyes

She knows her beauty is a weapon
The sharpest she could ever wield
Certainly mightier than the pen
Sharpened only by her brains

She is a force
Defeat a distant acquaintance 
Nothing that stands in her way
Ever lives to see another day

Brick by brick
This girl built herself up
With help from passers-by
Who didn't know it was an empire they helped build

The girl in the mirror
Is content
In a shoebox in the street 
Or in her mansion up on Wilbery Street 
Cause she got that inner peace

Rosè on the roof
Designer handbags year-round 
The newest wheels in her driveway
Is the only way she rolls

Prayer sewn to her side
Jesus tattooed on her heart
The Holy Spirit her only confidant 
Her faith her foundation

The girl in the mirror 
Thinks of her faults
Like brush strokes of an artist
Perfect in their imperfection
 
She is a masterpiece
No need of change
Rich in health and in wealth
Gorgeous on the inside and the outside

The girl in the mirror
Is the best part of me
I feel lucky to know her
Maybe one day I'll get to be her

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