"..'tis He, arrayed
In the soft light of his own smiles, which spread
Like radiance from the cloud-surrounded moon...."
~Percy Bysshe Shelley, Prometheus Unbound
In the soft light of his own smiles, which spread
Like radiance from the cloud-surrounded moon...."
~Percy Bysshe Shelley, Prometheus Unbound
You told me I was beautiful,
It meant so much to me,
But when I looked into the mirror,
There was no beauty I could see.
I asked you why you said that,
I asked you why you lied,
Then you told me to look closer,
Because I'm beautiful inside.
It meant so much to me,
But when I looked into the mirror,
There was no beauty I could see.
I asked you why you said that,
I asked you why you lied,
Then you told me to look closer,
Because I'm beautiful inside.
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