Beautiful,
the definition of a hand,
with the ability to hold the entire world in it's palms,
a description of eyes,
that can peirce even the hardest of hearts.
Eyes with the ability to see through any wall,
that stands between you and I.
Beautiful words spoken from the lips of an angel,
with a voice that can sing the song of our past, present ,and future.
A voice that can ease any mind,on the hardest of days.
I think you're beautiful, thats what I think.

I belive every word you say,
and I keep any secret you tell.
So what kind of a man is Beautiful?
You, who can't control
the ammount of emence beauty you contain.
Beauty is a man who has all the reason,
to make a lost soul found, so find me.
Because I think you're beautiful.
Beauty is you.
A beautiful mind and a beautiful smile,
Beautiful courage and beautiful insanity.
You are insane with pride,
deserving of all that you gain.
What you gain is greatness and poetry.
What kind of a man is beautiful?
Beauty is you,
I think you're Beautiful

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