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True Beauty


Pretty is such a vague and obscure word...
It makes me think intensely, could it mean 
Personality makes problems absurd 
Eyes more lush than a fall field of greens 
 
Voice sweeter than rain on a metal roof 
Smile bigger and more beautiful than 
Niagara Falls, likes to be a goof, 
But only when she comes up with a plan.
 
But the meaning of pretty lies within
The heart and soul is what truly matter 
From within real relationships begin 
From the outside relationships shatter
 
Forever and always these values last 
look at the heart and love will never blast 
 
#yowo
 
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