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I don't hear it anymore,
the voice is gone.
You are disappointing.
You are not enough.
You will never be enough.
The voice is gone.
When it tries to show it's face.
I block it out.
I become stronger.
I become a fighter.
I laugh at the voice that spits its venom
I smile at the girl, who looks back at me in the mirror.
You are enough
You are worthy of praise.
You are you.
And that is beautiful.
I hear a new voice.
And it is good.
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Whatever you are going through there is a light at the end of the tunnel, and it is bright, warm and beautiful. Tomorrow brings another day. You can get through it, and you will.
Love you guys!
Yerd213
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Thoughts from the Abyss
PoetryA thought flashes by, what is it saying? These are my random thoughts from the abyss. "God gives us the life he believes we can handle. He knows your strength, believe in that." Warning: I'm not a poet and I know it. You've been warned.
