Beauty

By
Beauty



For those who wonder,
What is beauty?
It is in your own backyard,
It is not on TV
Where plastic surgery is king
It is not in a model
Stripping away her morality
Beauty is its truest form
Is something anyone can see
Just wait till the last breath of day
Then gaze look upon the sky
Gaze upon the stars
And look into the past
Who would have known,
That beauty is free





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