Across the waters

Thu, 11/06/2014 - 14:16 -- LeLena

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Everyday i cross the waters
flowing amongst the river called my mind.
Each and every moment devine. 
Waves crashing with each and every word bashing through my head.
'you're ugly with your uneven
skin tones,
red blotches.
grassy hair,
bruised legs.'
She repeats.
Whirling like cyclones. 
Never will i be beauty.
But Beauty will never be Beautiful.
Only then, when my whirling mind reaches beauty will i know that it is dark.

 

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Man!!! i love Ur poem well said ,"Beauty will never be Beautiful."

cabdiwaaxid315

Man!!! i love Ur poem well said ,"Beauty will never be Beautiful."

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