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The Beauty Of Pain

The moment you stop running away from your pain,
Start enduring it, loving it....
That very moment you'll be stronger,
The pain makes you beautiful.

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  1. Enduring pain...inspired a different outlook towards pain...Beautiful indeed :)

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  2. Isn't it a human tendency to seek more of what is loved and treasured ?

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  3. you mean not to be afraid maybe?

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  4. Beauty is there hidden in each soul...
    Pain lets every inch of it out...
    And if at all You can endure
    and continue walking, with your pain beside...
    A radiance lights up your path.

    And it is from the beauty of your own soul.

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  5. @anonymous- hmmm not exactly but can say that

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  6. the pain is a teacher and prevents you from further injury. The most valuable lessons come from that pain - it teaches us what love is in the sense that we understand better who we were and are.
    I really like this post.

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  7. Well that really touched me! And I do agree. As we've heard a thousand times "What doesn't kill us makes us stronger." But making us beautiful is even better, because even after death it can be beautiful.

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  8. its not the pain that makes you beautiful. Its the struggle, the fight you put up against it that makes you shine and look beautiful.
    Thats what I feel.

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  9. i love this
    i really do believe that pain changes you, hopefully for the better
    but a person who has never experienced pain, even indircetly does often seem souless
    with love,

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  10. Nice you are a true romanticist milted in reasonable chalice. Carry on.

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  11. if we didn't fear, didn't run from the pain;

    we'd soak it all up like a sponge
    we'd be free but
    we'd be so alone.

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  12. Completely agree...pain are those spots which makes picture of life beautiful...

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  13. nice image selection through out blog....

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  14. Why did you not say "goodbye?" You know who you are. Why did you just leave? Are you coming back? I'm missing you. I hate this feeling!

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  15. Goodbye, I will miss you! I do hope to see you again, but if I never see you again, please know that you made me happy and I hope that I did something good for you. Wherever you travel you will always be a part of me.

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  16. I totally agree with you and I have experienced it too. But that was just temporary and the momentary bliss is just beyond words.

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  17. and the deeper the scars the stronger is the soldier

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  18. It's always the hardest part to accept.
    how must we get there?

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  19. @Brittany- the answer is just there... START

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  20. indeed, pain makes you beautiful.

    and healing from the pain does too...

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