It's funny how people
don't realise
how beautiful they truly are.
You,
with your golden
curly and cherubic hair,
that dangles above
your sea green-blue eyes,
with the tones of a thunderstorm brewing.
Even then,
you are still perfect -
more than you
could ever know.
All the scars on your
luminous,
primrose skin -
they're not something to hide.
Your demure demeanour,
and lovely laugh -
if only you could see
how much
you are worth.
your life is worth a million stars and more
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Titles are Overrated
PoetryThis is the equivalent of Notes app on your phone, so yeah, exposing myself. I guess it's considered poetry. Enjoy. :)
