So what she's a little bent.
So what
So what she has more than A few cracks
So what
So what she cries about everything
So what
So what she has bumps and bruises
They prove she showed up
So what
So what she carries the lessons on her tongue and sleeve
So what
You aren't her
You dont exist in her skin
You won't ever feel the pain
Not the way she has
You won't know exactly how she feels
You can't
It didn't happen to you
You just see the affects on her body
You hear the residue of pain in her speech
You Feel the withdrawing of her muscles when you reach too suddenly for your share of her.
You may know what this moment is
But you'll never understand fully what it meant for her to arrive here
So what, she's a little bent,
she worth every readjustment,
she is worth every hold up a second
She is worth every slow down and breathe.
She is bent and cracked and bumped and bruised and she cries because its all beautiful
So what...
She's is the beauty of this exact place
And you know it
And she is worthy of the best of all love.
So now what.


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