So beautiful, people thought she has everything,
Highly qualified, her beauty in tandem with the sharp razor she had at school,
Cutting through grades with studious focus,
She’s the personification of a perfect life,
Drawing associations to her as if by magic,
Most parents believe that she’s the personification of John the Baptist,
So effective in the dip that changes colour on the surface,
Beauty, love and style, she has it all,
Everything post beauty admired in anticipation,
Over the bright side of her bright face,
Miscellaneous stars hovering above the sky,
Signalling the advent of Marilyn Monroe of yore, yesterday and today,
Winners and losers come out the same,
She’s nothing more than the bright side of view,
Nothing more than the smothering countenance,
She’s the personification of Naomi Campbell on the catwalk,
Sure to win all the accolades in the trajectory of beauty, near and far,
High and low in the trajectory of the arts of life,
The arts of life beyond the spark of beauty and care,
Seeing her in person and wraith,
Bleeds the attempt at congruency,
And laid bare the steady colour of truth,
Looking far beyond the see she can, with bright eyes not through ice,
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