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Beauty, like ice voice Our foot betrays, no choice Who can walk on sweetness Slippery track meetness Satisfied with the elegance surface Quickly skid on the face I saw the dangers for a mile That I cannot avoid in awhile But I always drawn to it I can't get enough from it Forgive me for my misdeed I am just a beauty addicted
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Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 11:34 AM UTC
Beauty
Beauty, like ice voice Our foot betrays, no choice Who can walk on sweetness Slippery track meetness Satisfied with the elegance surface Quickly skid on the face I saw the dangers for a mile That I cannot avoid in awhile But I always drawn to it I can't get enough from it Forgive me for my misdeed I am just a beauty addicted
Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun. John Dryden
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Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 11:34 AM UTC
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