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To see beauty by definition, when you gaze upon your reflection. To uphold an image of society, exhausting is perfection. Lost in trance by magazines, she's never made the cover. But I guarantee her beauty, is unlike any other. There's sunshine in her smile, freckles bless her face. She's got a light about her, that consumes this whole space. She says that she's not beautiful, until someone places value to her worth. But she's to blind to realize, she's art upon our earth. Blessed in individuality, she holds her head up high. Not knowing that her beauty, radiates outward and inside.
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 4:07 PM UTC
Her Beauty
To see beauty by definition, when you gaze upon your reflection. To uphold an image of society, exhausting is perfection. Lost in trance by magazines, she's never made the cover. But I guarantee her beauty, is unlike any other. There's sunshine in her smile, freckles bless her face. She's got a light about her, that consumes this whole space. She says that she's not beautiful, until someone places value to her worth. But she's to blind to realize, she's art upon our earth. Blessed in individuality, she holds her head up high. Not knowing that her beauty, radiates outward and inside.
I wrote this for a friend who couldn't see with clarity that her individuality is so stunningly beautiful.
awesome-annie
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 4:07 PM UTC
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