Broken Beauty

her beauty is boundless and cannot be tamed all those who try should be shamed

By The uniVersePublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Beauty lies bereft and bound

it cries for help but utters no sound

mascara kisses fade from your lips

etched by lovers worn fingertips

purple rings around sullen eyes

the broken skin it never lies

fists of thunder make not the man

nor the swift strike of back of hand

a thousand apologies can never repair

the displacement of a single hair

for she is not an object for you to own

she is a Queen that deserves a throne

and if she allows you to enter her chamber

it's also her decision if you should remain there.

There are dreamers and realists, but who knows if it's better to see the beauty in death or live forever in dreams?......... IG: the_____universe

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