In my world I am beautiful,
In my world I can fly,
In my world the dangers can all be over come with love, hope and faith,
In my world tears are beautiful, they sparkle live precious rhinestones.
In my world I am beautiful,
In my world love is as real as the hearts that feel it,
In my world books come to life,
In my world love is never lost nor cast aside,
In my world I am beautiful,
But then I wake up,
I find myself in a world where people can't soar,
Where dangers are not often over come,
Where tears are not beauty but pain,
Where love is not always real and often cast aside,
Where books never come to life,
A world where I am not beautiful...
Please tell me what you think
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two different tones. this poem reminds me of a reflection in a two way mirror. you stare at you the way you do and what stares back is different
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