She was bueatiful her hand graced the piano as she played her voice morphed into something that touched my soul her feet floating as she danced to her own beat she was graceful But alas she couldn't see you see she didn't she the beauty in the way she moved the way she put her hair behind the ear the way you could always tell what she meant by looking in her bueatiful eyes but all she saw was her fat thighs she didn't believe me when I said she was bueatiful she thought I lied I could tell by the look in her eyes that she wasn't planning on surviving past this night so I held her tight and didn't let her go I fell asleep and woke to empty sheets next to me I ran into her room in the morning and found her body cold she was bueatiful and now she will never know