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A Void In My Reflection

A Void in my Reflection. When i look at myself i see a Woman i cant except. My skin is like melted milk chocolate poured over Soft flesh and Bones. That fell out of the hands of God as he tryed to put me on a Gold platter for for people to see. Praising the beauty of his sculpted Creation he made my eyes the shape of Almonds with the glow of his light inside. My moles are Signatures Of his love on my face. My Back is the long map of my existence. I cant stand the sight of stares in my face as i walk past of people. Because i never Realized my Worth. I cryed plenty of tears Because i thought Gods Art of me Was Ugly. Always feeling like i was the void of my Reflection Because the Correct image of me was in my past life. Feeling like that left me drained and unhappy. Depressed and i abused who i was For the sake of other peoples thoughts. I aint who i want to be but im not who i was. Comparing the Woman i am to many other Woman. Asking God why me? He Said i made you with all the love i had in me. I Formed you in the pits of my heart. I created you to with stand the hate of those who prosecute you for they Did me. And i live Strong inside of you. And that is why they hate the Reflection of you Because they hated the sight of me. Draw a Void in the negative Thoughts the world has put upon you as i stand at the other side of your reflection with you. And you will see The Beauty i have casted onto you. I have never forsaken you. I just made you Trust in the light that i gave you strength to be stronger.

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Date: 3/22/2019 4:49:00 PM
Your poem is beautiful in a sad way, Alicia. You must never put yourself down. There is a beauty within you which nobody else has...given especially to you by your creator. Self belief will bring you joy and satisfaction. ~ Regards // paul
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