Beasts of beauty

Wed, 10/22/2014 - 13:59 -- Bill T

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Beauty is an anomoly.

It is a power and a curse.

it creates popularity,

and it empties out your purse.

 

Beauty isn't trivial,

it is a passion and a duty.

As the desire to be beautiful.

It makes us happy and moody.

 

If only we could be ugly,

in order to realize,

there isn't one way for beauty,

to be able to materialize.

 

We try and try to create a rift,

between our physical and mental state.

But all we need is to shift,

our mindsets before its too late.

 

So change your thoughts and break the rules

Realize that you have been taught wrong

the prettiest face is your very own

and let all other statements

shatter.

 

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