For There Is Some Kind Of Beauty In Chaos - Poem by Lamerre Lucie
The heart will bleed,
The head will ache,
The bones will break,
But, even damaged, will still go on.
Somewhere along the way
You will be ready to surrender
And let it bleed, ache and break,
To discover freedom.
This will not be a graceful process
There is some kind of beauty in this chaos called growth.
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