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Jul 2010
If only I were a painting,
indestructible and charming.
Then, and only then,
would my fairness be untiring.

For Beauty, on the surface,
is oh-so-overrated-
for what does Beauty value
but mirrors, silver-plated?

As proven with so many souls,
Beauty is skin deep:
hollow eyes and empty smiles,
no substance for one’s keep.

And so, my dear admirer,
please keep this thought in mind:
I value Wit and Character
In lieu of polished shine.

While I thank for your kind words,
If, in truth, you are commending:
keep in mind, I’m but a surface.
Please, don’t touch the painting.
I don't actually think I'm that good-looking; just a poem commenting on society's obsession with appearances.

"Please, Don't Touch the Painting" is the intellectual property of Jessy Turner and thus protected under the U.S. Federal Copyright laws and the Berne Convention.
Written by
Jessy Pryde
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