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Scars

A body with character.

A wise woman would say.

 

OUR NAKED TRUTHS.

 

Hips to thighs,

stretch marks to wrinkled eyes.

 

Hide.

We say we don’t, but we do.

Hide.

I won't.

 

MY NAKED TRUTH.

 

I have grown.

You see, the thing I’d never known,

before this time,

is that I’m fine in this body that’s mine.

 

We will judge ourselves far more than others.

We end up hiding in darkness, under covers.

I accept my scars now, mostly.

Says she, precociously.

 

If beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

I will open my eyes to myself as I get older.

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Laura Taylor

Thu 23rd Jun 2011 09:37

Another fine piece of writing - and so true. You really do get more accepting of yourself, mind and body, as you get older. There's nowt more certain than we're all going to age - so get used to it, and learn to love it.

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