My "Flawless" Inner Self
Delicate and fragile,
Broken and mended,
Metaphorically red and constantly beating,
Full of love and care but yet so tender,
Pulsing with blood and affection so dearly,
Dainty and dauntless,
So far from flawless,
My heart is perfect for its purpose.
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