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Inner Beauty

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Beauty...where does it shine?

In your heart? Or in you mind?

Just as a flower blooms in the remorseful shade,

So does its beauty never fades away.

You are beautiful, inside and out,

Don't let the evil tongues hinder you from finding out.

True beauty comes from within, not by mere appearances,

And sometimes what you see, is not always what you get.

Kindness and patience are precious keys that can open wonders,

Unkindness and spitefulness will only leave you locked in a cavern of fools gold.

The eyes might trick the soul, but the soul knows what it needs,

A true friend that is genuine and full of incomparable glee...
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Inner Beauty by joliegirl1

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I hope this is easy to understand and well written xDD

I won't say what it means, so that's up for you all to think and ponder over which shouldn't be too hard of course >>

If you have the time can you tell me what it means to you~

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Cloudwatcher240 Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012  Student Writer
I like it :) To me, it means the beauty is inside you, and no one can tell you different.
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joliegirl1 Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
True words :iconsothereplz:
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Cloudwatcher240 Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012  Student Writer
You're the one who wrote this poem :P
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joliegirl1 Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
? Yeah
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brotherironwolf Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012
wonderfully written and very nice. What it means to me is that beauty attracts to what it needs to be beautiful and that you cant lie about what you truly need.

again very nice.
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joliegirl1 Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Ah~ That is really nice :)

Glad you liked it :iconbummyplz:
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me-nam Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
really beautiful and true words! <3
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joliegirl1 Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you ^.^
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Raleee Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
Goosebumps! :aww:
Thank you!
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joliegirl1 Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Of course sweetie ^^
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uniquelylost Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2012
Very well written, and what this poem means to me is that beauty is all a matter of perception. What we see with our eyes is not always the truth.
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joliegirl1 Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Ah~ What a lovely answer. So true that is since I have had experiences in that aspect. ^^ Thanks for commenting and the fav <3
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And selling paintings on the street
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But I can play the game
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And the anaesthetic
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Of all the pain
I feel the sting,
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We complicate things,
Cluttering our minds and hearts
With useless worries and fears.
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Or becoming mesmerized by your coffee,
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A smile shared, an "I love you",
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Even a tiny thing such as an emoticon
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Too demanding and suspicious.
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