all I see is the face
of such a beautiful person,
a person so broken,
yet, so perfectly imperfect.
when i look at your scars,
it's not the ugliness I see,
not the bumps or the jagged marks,
but the strength and courage behind them and I love you for it.
for every broken piece,
for every jagged scar,
for every imperfection you have.
I love you,
I really do.
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Sad Poems
Poetrymade this because I like sad things. Book one and two are on my profile if you'd like to read them as well + they are shit, k? appreciate you reading, voting, or commenting. «LOWERCASE INTENDED» (a.f. is me, if you're wondering. private message me...
