You hold beauty within you.
But it's not the type of beauty you see on the outside.
This beauty is a mixture of both light and dark.
It doesn't bend to the words of others.
It touches those that have been hurt and makes the pain vanish.
It is the true form of beauty.
It is you.
It's in your eyes, your smile, your voice, even your laugh.
It's so strong yet so fragile.
But that's what true beauty is.
It's not invincible, once you lose that light the darkness absorbs what's left leaving nothing but a cold and dark void within.

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