August 2011
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Beauty in Her Eyes
Remove her styled, form fitting clothes Peel back her loud, obnoxious layers Cover your ears and block out the lies in her voice Look only into the truth of her eyes Emerald stones, weaker than their majesty suggests Easily penetrated by a well-placed glance Holing back rivers that threaten to flood the earth Notice her shaking beneath the façade Answer her unspoken cries and screams Hold her as...
July 2011
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If her beauty were truth
I’d never question anything
I’d never have to wonder
That is the nature of its power
Able express the expressionless
Capable of proving love’s lies
All while she stays silent