Maybe to love is to accept,
The flaws and the imperfections,
And that's why,
I know not of love,
Because I struggle to accept who I am,
Every day.
-Who would accept a broken girl?
-Oyin
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Love,
Oyin.
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Darkness and Light
PoetryThe kind of poetry that you read and then read again, because you find too much of yourself lost in it.
