I'm a flawed woman and my flaws are what fills the most of my being, the very essence of me.
I'm a woman that's made up of broken parts. Imperfection is what fills the spaces in me.
But I've learned to love the mess in me.
I've realized that this world will not just revolve for a pretty face,
It'll more willingly revolve for a deep mind and a pretty soul.
I love the woman that I've become---flawless since the moment when I've learned to embrace the mess I am, since the moment when I've learned to appreciate what I've got, since the moment when I let myself be flawed.
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Stories by HeavenDaVamp
Isang Minuto Matapos ang Kahapon
kathang-isip,
muni-muni,
ingay na walang patawad,
katahimikang nakakabingi
isang minuto matapos ang kahapon
Days with Tulips and Blues
Some days we are deeply loved by life
and some days, we are deeply in love to life
Free Verse
In poetry, one is free to express-- it could be written or spoken.
Here's a compilation of my random, hidden...