We can't OWN beauty.
We create it.
In our dreams, we obtain it.
Alone, in a dark nights
rest.
these thoughts,
Lifeless.
Hidden by lies
Running from the truth
Beauty now dies.
Years go by
And age seeps in.
Beauty's worn out
Life is giving in.
dEath has arrived, but beauty doesn't die.
-Sanika Pai
