Beauty
Beauty,
Something everybody strives for.
Something some people never find.
They look in all the wrong places.
In all the makeup and
hairstyles and
body types and
false hopes society thinks are acceptable.
Only the few
that have no room for the lies and
bullshit others call
a lifestyle
have found real beauty.
They know that it cant be bought,
seduced,
or taken.
Its something inside you
that is more beautiful
than any mask.
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