i have been told several times that i possess a rare beauty..and i just dont see it.
so..while i was supposed to be completing my homework yesterday, i wrote a poem,and here it is:
Arrant with the beauty of a goddess is she,
Mine own eyes are affined to her very essence.
Alas, she sees not the beauty within, nor that beauty-
which to thine eyes is strictly visual.
Prithee, a moment of preforce!
If only she would take a glance through these filters,
my very own eyes-she may balk the beastly image she sees.
What perfection lies right beyond her comprehension,
what bliss dances just beyond her reach!
cruel self objection...
-Hope Lowe.
... :)
Thursday, June 3, 2010
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