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i couldn't see my beauty
cause all i saw was beast
the image in the mirror
was never ever clear
i would look through glass
just to get a glimpse
of what was beneath my complexion,
i was told that my roots were not deep enough
my hair not black enough
my body not fine enough
so i ached every time i looked at myself
my self my being my image
if i couldn't see my beauty
then i was surely beast.
cause all i saw was beast
the image in the mirror
was never ever clear
i would look through glass
just to get a glimpse
of what was beneath my complexion,
i was told that my roots were not deep enough
my hair not black enough
my body not fine enough
so i ached every time i looked at myself
my self my being my image
if i couldn't see my beauty
then i was surely beast.
Published 15th Mar 2016
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28th Apr 2016 10:03am
if you don't open the book you don't get the beauty of the story...& that is a shame...nice ink :)
