There’s nothing for me in the in-between. Pick a side, cuz that chasm falls deep. Can’t climb out, no second chances, A black hole pit, a temporary release… That burns the bridge over the in-between. There’s nothing for me in the in-between
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I am MORE (Poetry): Lessons in Vulnerability, part 2
I am more than my body, More than my curves. I am more than my smile, My looks, my clothes. I am not a trophy, Or a symbol of your best. I’m no prize or property, No object to cherish. FOR, Underneath my clothes, Underneath my skin, Underneath my bones, This is where my beauty lives. Tell me,ContinueContinue reading “I am MORE (Poetry): Lessons in Vulnerability, part 2”
