Oh, To Be Pretty

What I really wish to be,
Fair skinned,a perfect beauty,
Big,colorful eyes,
Plump,round lips from which to passionately sigh,
A nose, pointed yet blunt,
To smell all the scent,
Of my pretty perfume.

I know that I am beautiful, just not fully blooomed,
But when I am finished,and on my deathbed lay,
I'll think how petty in my youth was I,
For thinking of only the exterior,
And leaving bare a promising interior.





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