Beauty

I have spent so many years trying to pull beauty out of me

I have grabbed it from my chest and pulled

pulled

pulled

until a thin red thread slipped out of a hole I hadn’t known existed.

But it wasn’t beauty, it was her sister jealousy

and she loved that I was blind.

 

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