Beauty is simply reality seen with the eye's of love.
Beauty is simply a magnetic force between me and love.
Just as beautiful as a dove.
Artificial beauty is mistaken kind of art.
But real beauty is beauty from the heart.
It's kind of a start.
To be part of that art.
It's a struggle to see that kind of beauty .
For love is a glow filled with hope.
Love is the flow, that's just dope.
It is such a mystery.
I almost forgot it's our destiny.
Beauty is simply reality seen with the eye's of love.
Seen with the eye's as pure as a dove.
THAT'S TRUE BEAUTY 🦋💮🌺🌹💐
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