Beauty Doesn't Belong to Me

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Dark blue eyes like the dusk sky,

Jet black hair like the night,

Rosey pink lips that look soft to the touch.

Golden skin that glistens in the light.

Her curvaceous body that taunts me with every sway.


Complete contrast to me.

Light blue eyes like the sea,

Bright blonde hair like the sun's rays.

We're opposites in nature,

For that I am drawn to her.


Maybe I'm envious of her allure,

Maybe I want her as my beauty.

Jealous of the men she's attracted to.

She will never be mine.

For she likes the opposite of me.


A man.

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-Confused_Blonde
Hi 😊
Sorry that the ending of the poem is kinda awkward...

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