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Sep 2015
if loving her was supposed to be easy,
  then maybe she wouldn't resemble art.
because she was like a painting placed in a gallery,
   a painting hidden behind the beautiful sculptures.
everyone always admired her from afar,
   attention focused on the beauty that is easy to see.
no one ever got close enough,
close enough to see the beauty behind her madness.
mystique
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