Perfection in Flaws
There are poems that don't have to rhyme but still beautiful and that goes the same with you. You don't have to have a cotton-soft skin, a bee-stung pair of lips and glowing eyes to be called lovely.
Despite your flaws, you are still an art.
Despite those that you lack, you are still a masterpiece.
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Metaphors Beneath the Riptides
Poetry"Your I-love-you was like a scribble in a sand- At first it was there then next it was not" Metaphors beneath the Riptides An Anthology By Eos Pleuvoir 2020 Cover Made with Canva
