'Self-love'
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Mine, the color of salted toffee
Hers, a delicate cream
The perfect layer of latte foam
That lowers my self-esteem
Or maybe it's more of a porcelain white
Only opinion knows
Oh, little dreamer,
Your eyes full of stars
And heart of wishes
While you rest
Do the constellations
Act out your wildest imaginations
Beauty Lies Within
At least that's what they told me.
"It doesn't matter how you look
As long as you got a good personality."
In this new day and age,
It seems as if Beauty is just
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there was a time i really thought we were going to be together forever.
and the reasons that we aren't are bull shit.
Being small, it is my mother and father
Being a little older, it is a boy who pulls my hair
Being old enough to attend high school, it is the boy who teaches me that love truly hurts
Being as old as I am now, it is myself.
My skin is my shield
It protects me from the world
It protects the world from me
The veins in my arms and legs look like bolts of lightning
I feel the warmest when I’m surrounded by my family
We live life as if there’s no limitations despite the fact that there are so many
Nadia Lewis-Green
I want to be able to fly
But I am afraid I will
Fall flat on my face.
I want to be able to dance
But I can not follow the beat.
“Awesome, it doesn’t feel like I just washed these jeans!”
I heard this…and choked…and second guessed…and wanted to say something…and needed to leave…and
