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What is my name
What even is a name
What makes a name
Is it the way one acts
Or the way one smiles
Is it the way one thinks
Or is it the way He says it
He calls my name
He calls me beautiful
When I don't think I am
He calls me His
When I feel like a nobody
Nothing in this world is perfect
So why do I keep trying to make myself perfect
I'll never be perfect in their eyes
They'll never see me for me
They'll only see what they see
They'll never know what's deep inside
The beautiful, lovely me I am
But I don't need their approval
I just need to look up
Lift your eyes
Just for a moment
And realize who's been there all along
He's been calling you by name
Trying to let you know
That He's there
So nothing else matters
All that matters is Him
And what He says about me
I don't need biased opinions
And to feel judged by others
Because all I need to know is
That He knows my name
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After the Storm//Poetry
PoetryI'm constantly wondering How long it will last But they tell me for sure That this storm will pass *** asterisks will be used for trigger warnings
