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Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
The night is beautiful,
So the faces of my people.
The stars are beautiful,
The dark wings of night enfolded the city upon which Nature had spread a pure white garment of snow; and men deserted the streets for their houses in search of warmth, while the north wind probed in contemplation of laying waste the gardens...
I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts.
The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper
sunburned woman, the mother of the year, the taker of seeds.
Honesty is beautiful
Kindness is beautiful
Intelligence is beautiful
Talent is beautiful
Less time than it takes to say it, less tears than it takes to die; I've taken account of everything,
there you have it. I've made a census of the stones, they are as numerous as my fingers and some
They don't make it
the beautiful die in flame-
suicide pills, rat poison, rope what-
A beautiful singing bird
Imprisoned in a golden cage
Waiting to be freed
Since the hominoid age!
The deer were bounding like blown leaves
Under the smoke in front the roaring wave of the brush-fire;
I thought of the smaller lives that were caught.
Beauty is not always lovely; the fire was beautiful, the terror
Beautiful city, the centre and crater of European confusion,
O you with your passionate shriek for the rights of an equal
I am beautiful
Not only because of the curve of my hips
Or the shape of my body
Not only because of the fullness of my lips
Here lies a most beautiful lady,
Light of step and heart was she;
I think she was the most beautiful lady
That ever was in the West Country.
It rests me to be among beautiful women
Why should one always lie about such matters?
It rests me to converse with beautiful women
You are my flower
you are my sweet soft petal
hand in hand
...in my hand
Beautiful star with the crimson lips
And flagrant daffodil hair,
Come back, come back, in the shaking ships
My dove, my beautiful one,
The night-dew lies
Upon my lips and eyes.
Who has not crossed the bridge of emotions?
Which keeps on flickering?
Day and night like the beautiful stars
Twinkling in the sky,
That daughter of yours
Who you see
Muhabat was an artist who loved his work.
Someone had given dreams to his dream.
The meaning of misfit is someone who is pushed out of a group of people simply because they are different. Some people who are labeled as misfits might think something is wrong with them. Nothing is wrong with them, something is wrong with the people who discarded them like trash. Little did they know that these people are different, beautiful, strong, and brave. They are brave because they are not scared to be their weird unique selves. They are strong because most Beautiful Misfits are talked about but they continue to be their beautiful selves. Beautiful Misfits are not afraid to speak up for themselves. Beautiful Misfits will stand up for their friends and family. Beautiful Misfits will always stay true to themselves no matter what anyone says they don't change. They are often misunderstood and told they 'always look depressed' or 'you should smile more' or 'where did that smiling little kid go' those types of comments are what happened to us. When we are told these comments it makes us feel like a black sheep as if no one wants us. When really there are many other people who feel the exact same all they need is another Beautiful Misfit to help them realize they are wanted. Other Beautiful Misfits tend to find each other and when they do they become stronger and once they group together they are unstoppable. They look after each other and they love each other like a family. To all people who discarded these Beautiful Misfits missed the best person, they could ever meet. And I should know because I am a Beautiful Misfit.
Beautiful winged ones!
Beautiful ladies! ! ! !
Beautiful winged young women,
Beauty, beauty is worth pursuing
Skin deep is still
Clear water is a beauty
fish, fish crawling like salamanders you see
You are beautiful
Not only because of the beaut of your eyes
Or the shape of your body
Not only because of the fullness of your lips
Everyone always compliments me on my beauty from my well-groomed hair, my nails, and my body. But what they don't know I do all this to cover up that I'm a beautiful mess. From my former drug problems to my baby daddy drama; I'm just a beautiful mess. I was raped by two uncles when I was a child. For a while, these traumas stole my smile. I'm just a beautiful mess. I and my momma's bum heads all the time. She still holds my past against but that's fine. I love her despite her judging me. I'm just a beautiful mess. I got it together now because I'm finally letting the Lord guide me. He loves me and I'm perfect in the Lord's eyes; even if the rest of the world only sees me as a beautiful mess.
Beautiful is your saying
When you say words of love and hope,
Beautiful is your behaving
When you behave well with all with love,
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