Beauty, it's fleeting.
Your skin will turn gray and your hair will turn the shade of history.
Your skin will sag and crack.
She's not important, beauty.
She's so much fun to be around,
But she'll introduce you to lonely,
now lonely, he's always going to be around.
He's gonna see you in your worst moments, even if you don't want him to.
You're going to see beauty and lonely everywhere, most of the time together.
Our job?
Well it's to make sure we stay in control and not let beauty become the queen.
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The Theory Of Us
PoetryOur society, our life, our pain, our loss, our happiness, our changes, our future, our hearts, our minds. Everything we are The theory of us. *** Poetry for everyone who has seen this world for what it is. ***cover from Pinterest***
