Beauty is not long hair, skinny legs,
tanned skin or perfect teeth. Believe me.
Beauty is the face of who cried and now
smiles, beauty is the scar on your knee
since you fell you when you were a kid. Beauty
is the circles when love doesn't let sleep
at night. Beauty is the expression on her face
when her alarm rings in the morning, It's the
melted makeup when you have a shower, it's
the laughter when you make a joke and you're
the only one who understands. Beauty is meeting
his gaze and stopping and understanding. Beauty
is your gaze when you see him, it's when you cry
through all their paranoia's beauty is the lines
marked by time. Beauty is what we feel inside,
which also shows outside of us. Beauty
is the mark life leaves on us, all the kicks and the
caresses the memories leaves us. Beauty is letting
yourself live.
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