Don’t.

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Don’t tell me you’re over him
when you look in the mirror & still see
everything
he said was wrong with you,
every flaw & every scar–
I promise you, he never
looked close enough–
instead of all the reasons why
I love you,
all your beauty & all your strength–
those scars are proof.
Don’t tell me he’s in the past
when you refuse to believe
you are good enough,
you are
enough.
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About Jo Taylor

Sarcasm is my middle name, Poetry & I fell in love sometime back in middle school, & my books are some of my best friends. Writing is an old lost form of intimacy & reading is a relationship. My eyes were never the window to my soul; I promise you these words I write are worth way more. Joy Taylor is just my pen name. Joy is my real middle (irony isn't lost on anyone there) and Taylor is a homage to my disabled brother. Instagram: @tiff.joy, where I occasionally post some poetry amidst the craziness that is my life.

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