If beauty be what I see
Then beauty is a rarity
For rare is the event
That I see
A genuine smile lighting up
In sweet grace
Styled hair and a plastered smile
Seem to me, to be everywhere
Doesn’t man get tired to see
These dolls stationed everywhere?
With empty heads and selfish hearts
Beauty found at a local mart
Pity ebbs to see them smile
Why god,
Do you commit such crimes?
Heavenly maidens on this earth
Of perfect features and overflowing mirth
Girlish laughter and innocence
Are they extinct or the flawless of goddesses?
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