Reborn


1) My Beauty stands out like a rose that grew from the concrete Blinded by the light that beams from my eyes the window to my soul (2) the entrance to the pain and the introduction to the beast that is laying dormant..(3)the beast within me the beauty , pain entwined forced to push its way through the birth canal .. (4)placed on the chest of my mother?? I question the tears I cried while I took my first breath indicating that I was alive are they the same tears I cried when I was reborn again at the age of nine and placed on the chest of the beast(.5).my beauty stands out like a rose that grew from the concrete.

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