She's seemed like they look
Such eleganch
With a air of aristocracy
THE philosophe of beautyBeauty in skin
Sculptured by dyonisus itself
Demons would want her
Angel would envy herJust one glance
Is all it takes to love her
To write about her in books
And smile at her sightTo want to know her
Admire her
Follow her
To not take her out of your mindEnlightening beauty of such a creature
Sharp looks
Just like her heart
Covered in iceBuilding more wall
For every compliment she gets
For every filthy hand
That reaches out to herEmotions buried I'm a cave
A hole of enigma and selflessness
Because she doesn't trusts easily
She lost that rightTo much bad past memories
to give out so freely
something so prescious
To someone who wont keep it safeShe's just a beauty
To the human eye
A bird trapped
In a cage of goldThe key lost long time ago
With the look of the predators
With her white skin of fairy
Without wing to fly freelyAfrodita couldn't compare
When she stepped uppon a room
People would say
That she can't be compared to the moon.
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Beyond The Scenes; Poems
PoetryI tried, I waited, I'm done, Love faded. Your messages Filling my head And my phone I like you You don't You like me I don't And here goes again the same old story of love.