I get it, I really do. There are so many beautiful things in this world. There's things you see like the sunset and the stars and there's things you feel like your lovers embrace and a warm shower on a cold day. But you will forget these things. I use too look in a mirror and see the way my eyes lit up with excitement, now all I see are the crinkles by my eyes. I know there was a time I use to think I was beautiful, I use to know what beauty was in the mirror. But standing here now I realize we don't stop thinking we're beautiful, we just forget what beautiful looks like.
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Excerpts From The Book I'll Never Write
PoetrySomething I had to write in order to feel again.
