Beauty
inner beauty,
outer beauty,
she's got it all,
everyone thinks she's a doll,
some people like her more then they should,
which drives her to hide her beauty from as many people as she possibly could,
the thought of a person like that sickens her,
but now her beauty has lead someone like that to her makes matters worse,
she feels as if her beauty is more of a curse,
soon enough she'll be up and about,
strutting her beauty again,
inside and out.
Copyright © Megan Huntington | Year Posted 2009
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