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Life from the cage of Michelle Styles

Life from the cage of Michelle Styles

Looking through the mirror, I’ll tell you what I see.
A soul scarred deeply, seared inside of me.
This soul scarred deeply, is not all I see.
It’s twisted memories and ugly warts, are staring back at me.
The injured soul in the mirror, it’s not all I see.
There’s a beautiful person inside, staring back at me.
Scars we bare, where none can see.
Remember these scars, they are not me.
For buried deep, beneath the scars I see.
The person inside, staring back at me.
Kindness in it’s eyes, I wish the world could see.
The person in the mirror, looking back at me.

-Michelle Styles June 30, 2013