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Triauna Hall

(April 21 / Maryland)

Beauty


What is beauty to you and me?
Is beauty what we hear or what we see?
I believe everyone is beautiful in their own way
Whether they're near me or far away
I don't have to see this person, to know if it's true
Don't tell me who's not because I already know who
Everyone is special; no one can tell you that you're not
If they tell you that, then don't tell them to stop
As long as we both know that we are who we are
It doesn't matter what they say, don't let them stop you
Knock them out the way, be ready for the next thing they do
I know who I am; you can say what you believe
You can go on and on, it will never faze me
I love me; and as long as God does too,
I don't care what you think, because I know what's true.

Submitted: Thursday, February 23, 2012
Edited: Thursday, April 24, 2014
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