Beautifully Broken
Broken in all the right places, helps to recognize deceptive faces, our heart is right but its kinda twisted, set in place when life suddenly shifted, but here we are standing tall, half stoic, half empath, thru it all. Beauty or the beast, we dont get to choose, we are ruled by our hearts, tainted and bruised. Bruised by the pain, tainted by lies, glorified by God with the pain in our eyes. Whom ever can love us, will be blessed beyond compare, who ever deceives, left in despair.
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