In a world of barbies, implants and a size 26 waist
heartache's no more prevalent than in her with a beautiful face.
No more wanted for her looks than her heart
her persona fades as soon as puberty starts.
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there's no plastic surgery to alter your soul... so do as you can to change for the better. very beautiful poem.. full of truth. thanks md.
A very sad truth, but for those of us that see beauty not only on the surface but in another's soul, its love eternal. Well done. Perry Busch
I do understand it very good, Meagan. And yes, it is true! Nice poem! Regards Purple Rose
This rings true for both ends of the spectrum.