Self love
Self love I Walk my path, with steps unsure, Haunted by shadows and a heart that's pure In every fall,I find a way To rise again with a longing that's always here With each step forward, I recall The haunts of past that still holds me still. I search for comfort, a gentle breeze To soothe the ache of memories. I'm human imperfect with scars that don't show A map of moments where love and pain did flow. In every scar, a story untold Of dreams that faded, and heard that's old Yet, I still walks through the dark in light And hold on tight to the fragments of my fight. "Self-love is important than anything else." -Aria lune
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