Beauty within

Fri, 06/27/2014 - 19:33 -- ana1416

Is it the way she is portrait?  

For

 others think she needs to be like so.

Within she has the power to effervescent the world,

Yet when they see her,

They leave the site because she is not so.

 

Lanky is what they expect perfection to be.

For the site they run into is nothing more than a sceem.

But when they see that cover up,

Perfection can't be seen.

 

She may be husky,

But always vibrant.

Her clothes may show what she is trying to hide,

Untill they see within the beauty in her soul.

For her soul is as vibrant as her body.

 

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