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What is your beauty?
Is your beauty a pool of deceit or honesty?
Is your beauty a phony display or sincerity?
Beauty is how you say what you say.
Beauty is how you perceive what you see..
Beauty is how you receive what you hear...
Beauty without virtue is like a rose without scent.

Where is your beauty?
Is your beauty in the mask you wear or deep in your heart?
Is your beauty in the words you say or in your action?
Beauty is in your understanding.
Beauty is in that kind word you speak..
Beauty is in that encouraging smile you give...
Just like the petals of a rose your beauty blooms from within.

True beauty is a source of light
True beauty is a source of life
True beauty is a source of strength
True beauty is a source of hope
The question is *
ARE YOU A TRUE REFLECTION OF BEAUTY???
I am happy when you fail
I am glad when you fall
I am joyous when you are broken
My selfish thoughts

I want all for myself
I want all by side
I want what is yours
My selfish desires

Oh, I had no choice
Oh, it was a mistake
Oh, it just happened
My selfish deeds

I am full of zeal
I am full of ambitions
I am full of  excitement
All to a selfish end
I may not always say it
I may not always do it
I may not always  show it
But my heart beats for you

Thousands of miles away
Several Kilometers apart
Over the seas and oceans
My heart beats for you

When the day is gone and the dark night approaches
When the wind is calm and nature is at rest
When the birds are no longer singing
What keeps me company is my heart beats for you

My heart beats when you smile
My heart beats when you whisper
My heart beats when you touch
My heart beats when you are close or far

Nothing can compare to the rhythm of my heart for you
My racing heart is forever singing your love
My love for you is as real as my beating heart
Oh the tears
Oh the pain
Oh the anguish
The suffering of the people
With their sorrowful heart
Broken to pieces by wickedness
Smothered and shredded
Afflicted and forsaken
Seeking peace and comfort
Calling out to whoever
Crying out for help
But all to no avail

I dwell in self gratification
I live in a conceited world
My words are to your derision
Denunciation is my motto
I care less about the world around me
Stinginess lies in my marrow
I am aroused by an inordinate desire for greatness
Treachery lies in my heart
I am impenitent and obdurate
I am consumed by my profane thoughts

And yet I say
I am chosen nation
A royal priesthood
A peculiar person
Dwelling in Glory and Splendor
Enjoying the Goodness of The Almighty
Not minding the world around me
Ignoring their cries
Overlooking their pains
Oblivious to their anguish
Though I know the way to peace
And God as made me a light of the world
I covert this light for myself alone
**My selfish deeds

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