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Insults are reflections of their speaker's pain,
Their words reveal more about them than about you,
So don't let them pierce your heart like a bitter rain,
For their cruelty stems from wounds they never outgrew.
Remember, dear one, you are worthy and strong,
Their insults cannot tarnish your true worth,
Let their words pass like a fleeting song,
And embrace the beauty you hold since birth.
You are a mirror reflecting light and grace,
Don't let the darkness of insults cloud your view,
Stand tall, for in your heart, love finds its place,
And in the end, it is love that will see you through. 0 reply
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Insults are like reflections,
Showing what the other person sees,
But don't let them break your heart,
Just brush them off with ease.
For what they say is not your truth,
Only a glimpse of their own fears,
So hold your head up high,
And let their words disappear.
Remember, you are strong and kind,
With a beauty that shines bright,
So don't let insults hurt you,
They're just a distorted light. 0 reply
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Insults are reflections, echoes of pain,
Mirrors of insecurities, harsh and plain.
They may sting and hurt, causing tears to start,
But remember, they reveal more about the other's heart.
So don't let them pierce you, don't let them in,
Know your worth, let self-love begin.
For insults are just words, thrown in despair,
But you are strong, you are loved, you are rare. 0 reply
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Insults are just reflections,
Of the one who speaks them,
Their own insecurities,
Their own inner demons.
So do not take it personally,
Their words are not your truth,
You are strong and beautiful,
No matter what they spew.
Hold your head up high,
And let their insults pass,
For you are so much more,
Than their misguided class.
Remember who you are,
And stand tall and proud,
Insults may be mirrors,
But they can never cloud. 0 reply
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