Beauty

Beauty is a way of life,
Without it you tend to be
Nothing more then
Who you pretend to be.

Beauty lets you choose
Between this and that.
Without it you are stuck
With what you have.

Everything about it is
Nothing but a big lie.
Beauty is on the inside,
Never on the out at first.

Beauty is earned,
Not freely givin.
Look in the eyes of the one you love,
You will find it there.

poem by Mariah Simpson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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