beautiful people are those who are broken,
those who bear scars and tear stains.
they are the ones who've been wounded in battle,
those who have been lost, alone, and afraid.
their broken pieces tell their story,
the scars are framework of their lives.
broken yet oh so beautiful,
those who know what it is to fall.
beauty is not the appearance of a person,
rather it's the vast depth of their soul.
it's a beautiful thing, that tangled mess
it's beautiful honesty.
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