Though we mess up,

we are not mistakes.

We are not the choices that we make.

In our pain or loneliness, we are never left alone.

And despite how much we learn and grow,

we are never fully grown.

We are not our past,

carved in stone.

We are a blade of grass,

soon dried up and gone.

We are so temporary,

yet we are the contrary.

We are flesh and soul, fully known.

We are muscle and bone. We are not our own.

deeply. by Jessie.Marie

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merciful rake (deleted)

Jessie Marie is such a sweet person. I always love to read her comments she leaves or look at her pictures. She doesn't make herself out to be anything she's not. I really really enjoy the mood and colors she uses in her shots, and I think she is really a great photographer.

June 2, 2008