She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
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PoetryAnd if you don't Like me, as I do you; I understand. Because who would Really choose A daisy, in a field Of roses?
She looked like art
She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
