There are Beauty stains on your wrist
and beauty marks on your thighs.
I know you're not feeling right but that look in your eyes.
There's just something behind that mask of Sorrow that is so hopeful so soulful.
I just can't ignore the fact that beauty hides in the deepest places.
With those dreams playing on repeat like a movie in your head
they go on and on and on.
You can't help but feeling like no one cares.
So you add another Beauty stain to your collection.
But babe, what if you turn that Beauty stain into Passion that burns so deep inside your soul that burns so bright inside your mind?
And when you're thinking too much at night thinking about how:
'you're just not right'
Darling, What if you put that pain into a fight, put it into a battle so I so desperately know you will win.
You got this.
I have to tell you those Beauty stains will stay forever, but don't add any more because the collector is beautiful enough.
I know you are so very beautiful my mind can't put into words how beautiful you are. The trees, the sun sets, back away when they hear you coming their way.
You are so beautiful
so worthy
so deserving
and there's nothing you or anyone can do
To change that still Beauty about you
Have Faith Darling
-B-
