I wish we could hide the dents with paint and shapes like them 

But what they call mistakes we call medals 

We carry them, not as weight, but as… wait 

Maybe it’s not about the concealers but about care… 

The beauty we don’t get to see

The pain they push back like it was all a dream 

“Some of us just want to live”

The mockery they’ve tanked when they had nothing 

“Some of us just had to do it”

And if they must be a work of art, an extra layer on the canvas shouldn't hurt so ba_… wait 

You don’t have to… and we don’t too 

Art is subjective as beauty is in the eyes of the beholder 

As we can imagine images from little cracks on a wall, Imperfections can be perfect too.

- wrightwriteswrit 

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