Look at how her love is radiant..How her confidence blind you..How can she possibly be so beautiful?..How does she seem so worry-free?..
But you can tell by the scars in her skin../Not her skin;mine..That happiness hasn't always swarmed her..But managed to escape her mind..
/But she learned;No I learned..To acknowledge my thoughts..No matter how dark or bright..The darkness is beautiful-so she fought/..
..To be happy with me..To see the stars..Though pain still lives..This is just the start..
The beginning of contradictions..The beginning of beating hearts..They make you beautiful..So embrace your scars..
She's undeniably happy/smiling/dreaming..Even though she still cries.. But through pain, she learned to soar../And now, I'm flying high..
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DECIPHER
PoetryHow do we understand? _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Words are hard to say Eyes are hard to look into Actions are hard to perform When they're all revolving around love. A collections of poems written by just an ordinary girl (me) when I'm at my...
