Comment 2 of 153, added on December 6th, 2004 at 2:05 PM.
>It`s been years since I had a good cry.
>There is so much in my heart.
>I just don`t know how to let it out.
>I wish it was like breathing
>Alas, the sigh of my relief comes from thinking
>What is to be
>Where will life take me yonder
>Like driftwood I just seem to float
>Unfortunately thy liquid is not of tears.
>Beauty is in tranquility and peace
>Beauty is in appreciation
>Beauty is never lost...just forgotten.
>I am beautiful...and I don`t have
>to be a flower or a woman.
>I should be appreciate and thanked.
>I`ve worked to hard to have my beauty
>fade into the night.
>Love is not everything, for love will not
>fulfill my heart.
>Love and beauty, beauty is love.
>I died for Beauty -- but was scarce
>Adjusted in the Tomb
>When One who died for Truth, was lain
>In an adjoining room --
>He questioned softly "Why I failed"?
>"For Beauty", I replied --
>"And I -- for Truth -- Themself are One --
>We Brethren, are", He said --
>And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night --
>We talked between the Rooms --
>Until the Moss had reached our lips --
>And covered up -- our names --