When Beauty is joyful, life flourishes
When Beauty weeps,
The world weeps with her.
But as beauty sits alone in the corner,
Away from it all,
We cannot help but feel her pain.
She needs to know she has an impact on everyone around her.
An impact she cannot begin to comprehend.
And we can only hope that beauty understands how there are those there for her, for all time and through it all.
Flings and loves will fade with time,
But her friends will remain.
She tries to hide the emotions ravaging her soul,
But we, the ones who know her, can see them clearly.
And when she wonders whether it is worth it all,
She only need ask,
And she will be told, without beauty, sweet beauty,
Life itself, would simply not be worth living.
Clemens Pahina
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