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The Flawed And Their Tears
The Flawed And Their Tears
The beauty lies in the eye of the beholder,
To see beauty in each is a talent
For none so ever would let go
Of their go and judgemental self
To accept everything as it is.
Every flaw is a beauty and unique to one,
Thus making them special, and to accept
That uniqueness needed is the eye,
Of a person, Whose existence
Is just a weird dream.
After all people are used to judge,
They will not stop until they die
Then what for, Oh empress of your destiny,
What for shall you cry?
Your soul is pure
Your smile is gentle,
You are affectionate
And not judgemental,
Your beauty far surpasses
Those who criticize you
They are nothing but a bunch of gronk, You are a true person
A human being from fairytales,
And not the two faced demon
Hiding under the hides of human,
Then what for your innocence,
What for you let it be slandered
By the meaningless comments?
What for, tell me
Oh beholder of inner beauty
What for shall you cry...
