Does a smile cease to be lovely
or does the heart become bitter and cold
Once I thought the world in it's beauty
would give me a strong hand to hold
Is my face so weathered by all the storms
are my eyes no longer bright
The world in it's cruelty & malice
stole my beauty on a dark stormy night
Where once my joy turned to laughter
now tears turn to furious sobs
I weep on the floor not controlling
the unsightly emotional mobs
Chronology is determined in numbers
and numbers they're always kind
It's the letters in every language
that say my dream I will never find
Too stubborn to give up on my searching
even if beauty I've already spent
The world will give me my true love
because this is why I was sent
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 2:50 PM UTC
Does a smile cease to be lovely
or does the heart become bitter and cold
Once I thought the world in it's beauty
would give me a strong hand to hold
Is my face so weathered by all the storms
are my eyes no longer bright
The world in it's cruelty & malice
stole my beauty on a dark stormy night
Where once my joy turned to laughter
now tears turn to furious sobs
I weep on the floor not controlling
the unsightly emotional mobs
Chronology is determined in numbers
and numbers they're always kind
It's the letters in every language
that say my dream I will never find
Too stubborn to give up on my searching
even if beauty I've already spent
The world will give me my true love
because this is why I was sent
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