The Truth About Beauty

 

She saw beauty in everything.

Trees, animals, flowers,anything you can see she saw its beauty.

No matter where she looked there was beauty to be found.

But there was one thing she could never see any beauty in.

Herself.

This poem is about: 
Me

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