Me

Thu, 01/29/2015 - 19:13 -- klowe

No one else is me,

And no one else will ever be.

My hair, eyes, and face

No one can replace.

 

What makes me quirky,

What makes me ME,

Is something I will always be.

 

Our scars, wounds, and holes

Are what make our FLAWLESS souls.

My body will protect

What I can deem perfect.

 

The world seems murky,

But my mind finds solace,

Because our souls make us FLAWLESS.

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