I woke up like this..

January 15, 2015

cracked, saddended.

Each I day I find things

That make me wonder

What is "beautiful"?

Is it the clear skin,

The perfect body?

The short answer is no.

What "beauty" is

Knowing the flaws you have,

Knowing that you are

FlawMORE.

Yes, I woke up like this..

And I wouldn't change it if I could.

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