Thee Ugly Trive on Beauty
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Her eyes fixated
a strong deep gaze
into an intense glare.

A dark black room seem to hyponotise as if to be
a bright white light
into the eternal life.

A temptation raper
that are the vigerous extertions,
prevailing to the destiny of ones moment.
A moment that is bound,
bound by the power of fantasies,
it was.

tears of trepidity
come onto creation.
Newborns falling to her breasts
as she condems by a locked door.
Steaming down her nudity,
it soaks her feet so cold.
So cold,
frostbitten to a faultless beauty blue.
she details her self
by the frozen tears
of ice
so lovely,
like crystals.

....Her imagination is beautiful....