Beauty



This woman is of different breed
Not only seldom beauty.
Men are watching her with greed
Forgetting their duties.

She walks like floating in the air
Not stepping on the earth
And all her rivals only dare
Is pouring speech with dirt.

She is amazing even fallen
Her eyes are real universe.
And every word on earth is hollow
To describe such curse.

Cause beauty is a double dagger
And if you are too vain
You could sometimes stagger
And fall down in pain.

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