I don’t need
Masks and disguises,
I won’t wrap
Myself in lies…
No more
No more!
No more hiding
Stretch marks and scars
Standing taller
Than I ever was…
From now on,
From now on
I decide
to stand bare,
you can stare
if you dare…
And if you don’t
I couldn’t care less
For it takes much strength
To be such a beautiful mess!
Cyranny's Cove 
Beautiful poem, Cyranny 😀
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Thank you, Irene 🙂 xx
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A lovely poem Cranny.
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Thank you 🙂 xx
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You’re welcome 😊
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love the bravery!
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Thank you 🙂 The picture really spoke to me! I am glad you enjoyed your reading 🙂
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You’re welcome, Cyranny!
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Whether they stand and stare or not doesn’t matter, it’s the beautiful you 🙂
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Awww Simon… You’re a real charmer 🙂 Thank you *blushing*
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You’re always welcome 🙂
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That’s right. We are who we are, flaws and all. Being authentic is the only way we can know people accept us unconditionally.
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