Beauty - Poem by Jake Samuelson
Beauty, what a sight to hold
Yet your heart is so cold
Beauty the greatest treasure
But you, you have no measure
Beauty breaks, Beauty heals
But for your heart ill always feel
Beauty attracts with lust
Your heart tainted turns to dust
Beauty a gift or curse?
You decide better or worse
Beauty a gift tainted
All men surely hated
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