beauty
Beauty is a blind man stuck in a room of nails
Beauty is a sailor with a mast but no sails
Beauty is the wind blowing lightly across the sand
Beauty is the water trickling lightly from my hand
Beauty is nonexistent for it is different every time
Beauty is found everywhere every verse every line
Beauty is truly in the eye of the viewer
Beauty is something that has never been truer
In the end what beauty is doesn't mean a thing
It can't compare to what a personality can bring
For someone's soul is there trueness of heart
True beauty is blind like a fine piece of art
Beauty exists in everything that we do
Now you must'nt wait for it to find you
cus ur beautiful
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