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at any stage —
a rose strikes beauty
I envy the sun —
for it always rises
I admire women
who could've turned
cold after everything
they've been through
but still choose love anyway

there's strength in that
the beauty of a woman
is seen in her eyes
because that is the doorway
to her heart, the place where love resides
Samantha Mar 31
I wonder if the cracks
in my heart
are glued with liquid gold
or strung together
like pieces of clothes
on a drying line
Samantha Mar 31
you
before you —
I used to drown in my sadness
never letting anyone close enough
to touch me,
now I drown in you
Samantha Mar 31
I wish you knew —
when you hold me,
you're holding my heart too
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