Beauty
Beauty is two eyes
as blue as the sky.
Beauty is the face
of the perfect guy.
Beauty is being strong
when you want to cry.
Beauty is holding on
while wanting to die.
Beauty is the love of the Lord
who sits on his thrown up high.
Beauty is spreading our wings
as we start to fly.
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