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Schnauz


Dear Noses,

some big some small

some short, some long

Many are ashamed of you

they look in the mirror and curse

because you grew

others are content, showing them off because they have no clue

You are the cause of so much confidence 

but also an abundance

of insecurity - that floods a person's thoughts

creating knots

in their stomach, everytime they compare you

everyone wants it to just quit.

To just stop. The comparing of it.

Why do small versions of you have to be better?

You are what you are.

A nose.

As long as you function who cares if youre as big as a car.

You are our breathing tool in this world.

We survive and thrive

through you.

And that is amazing.

So no more phasing

my confidence, Nose.

Because I am beautiful 

and I no longer care who knows!

 

 

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