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A Part Of You




A Part of You

Why do we feel the need to live without flaw?
Improve today,
make another mistake,
improve by tomorrow.

We place so much importance on improving ourselves,
that we do not give ourselves a chance to love us.

What if a flaw is the reason for your existence?
What if a flaw is the reason why someone loves you?
What if no matter what you do, a flaw that you have will always be attached to you?
What if that is what makes you...you?

Like anything else that is permanent, 
why can't we learn to love these flaws? --

A Part Of You!

-Belle Rose

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