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Lotus

A Poem

By ReePublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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It is ironichow much loveI gave out cause'I didn't give much to myself.

Everyone always saysyou can't love anyone else until you learn tolove yourself first...

I was 10 when I startedto understand the laughs,sorry my tongue collidestwo countries when I speak.

I was 12 when I startedto hear the gossip"Yuck she smells like Indian Curry"sorry for the herbs and spices within me.

I was 15 when I foundmy only father figure anda role model was diagnosedwith Cancer, and boom at that momentlife felt like a burning candle.

I began repeatedly questioningwhat is my purpose?who am I? why me?

I was told by my grandmaI am a lotus flowerI had the potential to bloom out of the mud and become something beautiful.

Now I stand before Godwith a reminder to myself that every beautiful soulhas a consequence

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