A galaxy full of stars,
each shining an
eternal light.
But,
how lonely is Mars,
surrounded by
eternal night.
A planet full of souls,
each thriving on
the highs of life.
But,
how gaping are holes,
created by
the lows of life.
A body full of cells,
each unique to
my very self.
But,
how sadness dwells,
a burden on
my very health.
(b.m.)
For the wallflowers, the dandelions, and the moths. For those who sometimes feel less, feel average. The ones often overlooked, often misplaced. You have beauty that goes deeper than what your appearance can exude. You are the dreamers, the artists, the poets. You see the world as it truly is, without the filters and masks. You look past labels because you don't need validation from society to know who you are. A moth is just a butterfly with a different name, after all.
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Monday, April 9, 2018
But,
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Saturday, November 11, 2017
Know Your Worth
He compares your beauty to the stars because he sees you as
one among millions.
one among millions.
You aren't a single star in space my dear,
You are the
whole
damn
galaxy
And he hasn't even been to the moon.
-b.m.
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