Monday, 9 February 2015

The Apple

On the outside? 
A fighter.
With tough armour. 
It's gained bruises and scars, 
And been judged like every other by colour and by shape, 
And the worst? 
Wounds. 
On the inside? 
Pure. 
It still has imperfections, 
But beautiful someway, 
With a light to it. 
Similar to an apple. 

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