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This Girl
She has something to say. It's not important.
Because you look on by, when it's not important.
You miss it's taste, you yearn its touch, you lost it.
It's not
important.



Saturday 28 May 2011
Beauty
6:50 pm

Explain me
Keep me behind bars,
So that I may whither away. 
Tell me you love me, 
Yet deprive me of truth. 
Confine me inside lines I must not break

Still you define me. 
When I am nothing, 
but what I am.
Nothing more.

So shy away,
In pain, alone, judged and hated.
Regret you ever saw me
That you want what you hate
And nourish what would die.

So unpredictable,
Grotesque and horrific
What use is seeing me,
In all you never wanted.

Possessed. By rage.
Fueled. By Desire
Yet the words you utter
Claim no meaning.

Is it scary?
How much damage you do
Is it scary?
That you'll always be our weakness

Together we bring war.
Pain.
Lies.

We feel hunger like none before.
Being judged and hated.
No worth, no life, but soul. 
To struggle, alone


To look out and feel the limitless wind,
Then realise you have nowhere to go.

Is it scary I still find you beautiful?

~*~*   ~*~*   ~*~*   ~*~*  ~*~*   ~*~*   ~*~*   ~*~*

Was having a conversation yesterday about how everything in life is beautiful And how beauty should be appreciated for the most part. No matter how Grotesque it might appear to someone else. You can't define beauty, it's simply what it is.
The world isn't black or white. There's a crime for the sake of the greater good. Or loving someone you can't bring you happiness, but it breaks your heart even more when you're apart. What makes it beautiful is nothing. It's just what it is. You don't contain and define beauty behind bars and lines, it's open and unexplainable.
Like finding beauty and illness, death, solitude. It isn't worthless. Art is never always eye pleasing. But it will not fail to touch someone, somewhere.
Witnessing war, disgusting as it may be. Sickening as it may feel. Has an immense energy behind it, leaving others in awe.
The small, fragile human is nothing to things greater than the universe, yet raw emotion alone has such mesmerizing strength. When you fight for what you believe in, or fight from trust.

I always find reasons to fall more and more in love with the world.

-This Girl-

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