Luyện nghe bài hát Body Love, Pt. 2

I I am because I said I am
I know I am I said I am
I know I am I said I am
My is home
My is home
I know I am I said I am
I I am because I said I am
I know I am because I I am

Try
Take your hands over your bumpy love body
and the first time you touched someone
with the sole of learning all of them.
Touch them because the light is pretty on
and the dust and the sunlight dance the way your did.
Touch with a purpose.

Your is the most beautiful void.
Fathers and uncles are not claiming knife anymore,
are not razor, now put the sharpness back.
Lay your hands flat and feel the of scarred skin;
I touched a tree with charred limbs.
The stumps were breathing,
but the tops were just ashy
I wonder what like to come back from that,
because sometimes I feel fires
erupting my wrists,
and smoke signals sent out of the most things
ever seen.

Love your body the way your mother loved your feet,
and brother shoulders,
and remember is important.
You are worth than who you fuck.
You are worth that a waistline.
You are worth more than beer bottles like drunken artifacts
You are worth more than any naked could proclaim
in the
than a man's wim or your father's mistake.
You are no less valuable as a 16 than a size 4,
you are no valuable as a 32A than a 36C.
Your is defined by concentric circles within your wood.
It is wisdom.
You are a goddamned tree stump leaves sprouting out.
Reborn.