What if beauty was the beast all along?
Submitted By: Jeevika P
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Sit with the weight of a pondering lie Listen to the ironic voice of a faint choice You know nothing of it You chose it because of a bewitching face. But now you're just a word You’ll feel like a freak from an imaginary fable And you’re sure you’ve never felt this Don’t worry, everything is an abyss Like an open book with all pages unturned So go on, continue reminiscing. I'll tell you, never the talent Always the body Now it settles in that it’s always burned beneath your skin Beauty really is the beast, a pretty but barbed cage.
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