The beauty is not
when your tears keep
falling endlessly,
or that your feeling so
low you don't think
you can get up,
and that there is no hope.
The beauty is in the person
who notices you..
they offer a shoulder
to cry on,
a comforting embrace,
and their silence.
The beauty is in that person
because they recognize
what they themselves
have felt
and their beauty is that
they survived...
and they want to see
the beauty in you.
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