I consider my life ugly
It took me awhile to become ugly
When I was ugly I could think of nothing but ugliness
And how ugly I was
There were many ways in which my ugliness cradled me
And each day I was met by new ugly things
And the effect they had on me was ugly
Sometimes I still have moments when things make me feel ugly
But now that I am no longer ugly
I refuse to be ugly again
Now that I am beautiful
I let everyone see that beauty
In this poem I said ugly ten times
I said ugliness twice
Beautiful once
And beauty once
















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