A Beautiful Soul

I wonder,

is the curse of a broken face

greater than that of a beautiful one?

Hate comes so easily.

A hate that does not need to be justified,

as everyone shares it.

 

A mistake made by someone beautiful

is much more worse

and much more unforgivable,

for a beautiful face has no soul,

it does not cry

and it does not get worn down.

 

One can be mean to such a face,

for it already has so much more

than it deserves.

Beauty is truly ugly in the eyes of the people.

It does not belong

and it will never belong.

 

There are always eyes watching,

waiting,

for it to step out of line,

for it to lose its balance,

and when it does,

the extended hands will disappear,

disappear faster than they came.

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