With a heart of gold hidden by an empty shell,
eyes that burn in her very Hell.
Hair that shines like lightened brass,
her heart it breaks like a pane of glass.
She wipes the tears from her hazel eyes,
there was no point in pity cries.
She could not bare the site of her very face,
disgusting, ugly, a huge disgrace.
To others she was beautiful, a true princess.
But to her, she had seen so much less.
i'm going to try to reach out in artistic perspective and try some poetry.
wrote this for school.
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