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try harder? : all of these scars

keep trying harder

to fix this mess?

will you believe the lie

that all the tears you cried

meant nothing at all

why should you have to prove

how it was for you

surely the scars

are evidence enough

but in this world where straw men

turn their backs on flesh and blood

don’t ever think they

will rise above

their hollowness

these are not the ones for you

so walk away

they never knew the half or heart of it

how could they

when so long ago

anything at all true

living deep inside them was frozen

so please my love

do not keep trying harder

to gain the proof

for really you are

perfect as you are

even with

all of these scars

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Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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  1. ❤️ “She just wants to be beautiful
    She goes unnoticed, she knows no limits
    She craves attention, she praises an image
    She prays to be sculpted by the sculptor
    Oh, she don’t see the light that’s shining
    Deeper than the eyes can find it
    Maybe we have made her blind
    So she tries to cover up her pain and cut her woes away
    ‘Cause cover girls don’t cry after their face is made

    But there’s a hope that’s waiting for you in the dark
    You should know you’re beautiful just the way you are
    And you don’t have to change a thing, the world could change its heart
    No scars to your beautiful, we’re stars and we’re beautiful
    Oh-oh, oh-oh”
    Yes Your Beautiful!!!💯❤️

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    2. What struck me most in this was the lack of recognition of her beauty. This happened to my Mums young soul I am realising more and more so she also covered that self in accoutrements and tried to teach her daughter’s to do the same…So this so deeply resonates. Such powerful writing. 💗

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