Beauty


Even roses have thorns
Rainbows after storms
Darkness after dusk
Beauty before dawn
Even crowded places have people forlorn
Kites joined with strings
Bleed your fingures often
No,it seems you focused on the flaws
But even dying due to a heartbreak increases
The beauty of swans.
--_ggwritess_

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