beauty and the beast

by

Anne Strausser

i ponder if a photo were ever taken of me.
would the true beauty shine through,
or will the photogropher pass judgement of me.
beauty is a dialogue,
but if beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
which is really the most importance to see.
while some live for the image of their face.
with so much of fame,
the real capture of imagery is never a trace.
to think that there are so many people
whom live with conciet,
just for the glimpse of their face.
they sabatogue the real beauty,
living their life in disgrace.
but with the bundles of money they see no shame.
if one photo could capture the person inside,
would they still capture an audience,
or would they hide.
millions of dollars is nice,
maybe I wish it were me.
but I think I'd rather be remember for what's inside.

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