• scribevirgin 22w


    The me I see does not have long flowing hair down my back
    My hair defies gravity up and out
    My stretch marks tell my story
    The history of my sacrifices
    My nose has been passed through generations
    My lips are full and soft even though they have had mean things passed through them
    My eyes have cried and tried to see though to the soul
    My small ears have power to break words down to there true meaning