Beauty, dangerous like glass, it shatters when you least expect it. It hurts if you get to close and breaks under pressure. Human beings try to hard to look beautiful like glass we are shaped into things we are not, at first we are sand, beautiful in our own way and different like snow. And over all and far away we all look the same.
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Poems
PoetryYay! My fav! I love writing poems and I have a little dusty journal with pages full of short poems so here it is... Hope you like it!