What I express so often, Would wake you up from mourning your dreams, Coughing up doubt while clearing a mind from a nightmare you’ve seen, Too many times when closing your eyes to the screech, Of a lie you’ve grown accustomed to…
Of how you’re not good enough. Of how you’re not destined to fly over incoming gifts you were given, To pass through, And, Into a crowd looking for the art you provide anytime life’s getting rough…
Well, I’m here to remind you. Of a truth you allowed to pass by you. Of a love only a person like you! Is able to spread in a world fixated on bread and a knife cutting through, A plethora of hearts no longer ajar to the beauties of life we disguise to, Fit in…
You deserve more than a moment sandwiched in, The thought of whether or not someone approves your existence till you desire to brandish a, Sword stuck through your hopes and dreams. You deserve a chance to look past your mistakes so that you can see, How magnificent you are when you magnify who stands in front of your bedroom mirror, Rather than a frightful image of yourself drawn by the monsters so many others have chosen to be…
m3l0dicverse 
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