Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

by a shot in the dark   Aug 1, 2006


A mystical beauty Stands and stares
as i gaze into the vase emptiness of her sole
black hair with darker eyes to match
an untamed beauty that can not be told
to the inconsiderate who no longer cares

will i stop to hear her eternal cries?
with each tear drop falling from the sky
dripping down my face
it's almost as if i can feel her pain
still her beauty is driving me insane

her beauty cannot deceive me
for it's only a mask the fit can judge
and fit i am for i know were she has been
therefore i am no different

take off your mask and i will remove mine
this is a mutual agreement
that is a rare event
come with me darling and we can transcend past all the others
for we share something, you and i
something wonderful,amazing,magnificent
for you can only obtain this if you all ready posses it

beauty is in the eye of the beholder

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