Saturday, April 21, 2012
The Unspoken Gratitude Comments
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All the time...
She tells me I'm beautiful, I say I feel desolate and mirrors scream that I look awful.
She adores my eyes round as owls; I say they look at a kaleidoscope with a scowl.
She tells me I'm wonderful, I say I was born almost empty of beauty and grandeur.
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7/26/2025 1:41:29 AM # 1.0.0
it is not now the unspoken, spoken so beautifully