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Inner Beauty
Contributed by
Bsteel
on
Saturday, 25th February 2006 @ 08:26:15 PM in AEST
Topic:
Happy
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Pretty young faces come back and rescind,
As I walk down the steps,
Near the tower, Where you dwell,
faces form in the bitter cold wind,
but I can't make out, your face in this living hell,
And it's then I know,
your form is divine,
Why it erases uncertainty, I can't tell,
something beyond innonence, something sublime,
when she whispers in my ear,
I can feel, her inner angel,
her inner voices I can hear,
her complexity all melts into me,
then she turns to me and her raven eyes sparkle,
When she smiles,
It's like a million miles of inner beauty.
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Bsteel
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2006-02-25 20:26:15]
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Re: Re: Inner Beauty
(User Rating: 1 )
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Monday, 27th February 2006 @ 07:56:25 PM AEST
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"When she smiles,
It's like a million miles of inner beauty."
Oh god! that line sears right THROUGH me! It's so utterly stunning, in
fact that it transcends poetic beauty! This was a lovely, LOVELY piece.
The whole write felt so soft and warm, like an angel's breath. . .
I love this.
~Breezy
(who shall undoubtedly return to this piece again)
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