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And let me kiss you
A little longer this time
If I were naked
it would be different
flaunting my body
being naughty
a being
only physical
people would see me
and drop to their knees
just because I am beautiful
let me capture your eyes
but not your love
for I am only physical

I am mental
a dreamer inside a dream
the hero to the story
a beauty when the outside is boring
the subtle collapse of darkness
tears when the rain is pouring
killer stalking your heels
a sunburst laughing
the one who catches you
faceless I hold you
caressing your hand
I am the love
your light
the one who matters
when the world goes blind.
she wasn't beautiful
like all of those girls in the magazines
or, the number that was constantly on her mind
frankly, she wasn't beautiful in a lot of ways
but, she was beautiful in the was that the ocean kisses the shore time and time again, or
in the way the sun shines on the moon in its darkest of times
or how an owl questions who when the answer was right in front of him
she wasn't beautiful in posture or talent but in what she was
everyone is beautiful in who they are and what they accomplish. they're personalities and they're attitudes are what make a persona person. someone with cheap fake nails and a fake *** smile doesn't do any justice to who they are inside. don't let "society" tell you who you're suppose to be. make that decision for yourself and don't let too many people restrict your life.
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