Fatal Flaw
I am flawless, because of my Fatal flaw.
With an arm that doesnt work like the rest, i live my life.
one side, healthy and muscular.
the other, skin and bone.
lifeless.
i am flawless, because my life is not.
Struggle is a firmiluar face, along with stregnth.
i am the strength my family gives to me.
I am flawless, because i cannot be stopped.
knocked down and got right back up,
more times than i could count.
kept alive by the thought of change.
I am hope.
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