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Beauty is to me,
Not just skin deep
Perfection isn't measured,
By a flirting wink
Beauty should be measured,
By the whole
Perfection is the one thing,
That we will never know
Beauty and perfection,
They should be despised
Because their definitions,
Inspire nothing but lies
Beauty opens doors,
That we don't need
The pursuit of perfection,
Only makes us bleed
Real beauty,
Only comes from within
And wanting to be perfect,
Only makes your life grim
Beauty is passion,
Perfection is pain
If you strip away them both,
Only who you are remains
Didn't you know that inside,
You were always perfectly beautiful?
jlp January 4, 2009
Not just skin deep
Perfection isn't measured,
By a flirting wink
Beauty should be measured,
By the whole
Perfection is the one thing,
That we will never know
Beauty and perfection,
They should be despised
Because their definitions,
Inspire nothing but lies
Beauty opens doors,
That we don't need
The pursuit of perfection,
Only makes us bleed
Real beauty,
Only comes from within
And wanting to be perfect,
Only makes your life grim
Beauty is passion,
Perfection is pain
If you strip away them both,
Only who you are remains
Didn't you know that inside,
You were always perfectly beautiful?
jlp January 4, 2009
Literature
Beauty
What do I care about beauty?
It is not beauty that comforts me
in the middle of the night.
It is not beauty that looks back at me
from the mirror every morning.
I do not glimpse anything of aesthetic value
in that pale reflection.
I see: lines ready to form, hair waiting
to fall, nose proudly proclaiming heritage.
There is: no beautiful mess, no meaningful mistake.
There is: only this jumble, this tired truth.
Beauty lurks around every corner.
It taunts me from magazines and
prints itself on the inside
of my eyelids.
It frames itself on walls and
contains itself on computer screens.
Beauty: this charming snake that wh
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Truth, Beauty
I died for Beautybut was scarce
Adjusted in the Tomb
When One who died for Truth, was lain
In an adjoining room
He questioned softly Why I failed?
For Beauty, I replied
And Ifor TruthThemself are One
We Brethren, are, He said
And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night
We talked between the Rooms
Until the Moss had reached our lips
And covered upour names
Emily Dickinson
First of all, I cant stress enough that Im not in any way uncomfortable. Im at peace with my life, the way I lived it; Im not at all bothered b
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how to wish beautifully
relax.
remember that all wishes go unheard except by the heart. remember that it doesn't matter if you feel foolish because you're talking to yourself. your veins have put up with worse than beating his name millions of times and anyway, you blame your heart for falling in the first place.
take a breath.
clear your head of babbling nonsense and everything that isn't wishing-material. clear your thoughts of those pesky whispers trailing along the i'm doubting myself aisle because you have to have working lungs to make a wish on candles and you figure wishing on stars works just the same. who's to
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The theme here is "beauty/perfection curve", suggested by ~Kiss-me-on-the-hand.
I focused on what they are believed to be, what they really are, and what they should be.
I focused on what they are believed to be, what they really are, and what they should be.
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