Beauty

BEAUTY:

Beauty lives,

Beauty breathes,

Beauty lies,

Beauty deceives.

Beauty is like a fox,

sly and mischievous,

Confusing with its wickedness;

and meaningfully ambiguous.

Beauty roams the streets,

uncertain, but sure.

Cosmetically appealing,

but sincerely impure.

Beauty is poison of the mind,

a poison so cruelly kind.

It inhabits your thoughts,

with particularly silent onslaughts.

It changes, evolves;

questions, but never solves.

Beauty is a mere disguise.

The heart of the eyes is what it buys.

Beauty blinds,

Beauty cries.

Beauty knows the truth that it hides.

It knows that beauty is beauty,

But beauty is ugly.

BEAUTY.

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