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These are the hourswhere beauty reigns. Treasured bodiescarried out in a waywhere passing glances compliment her look. She’s the girl,who seemingly has it all,and yet, she’s fatally flawed. She passes each and every daywith the same attentionand attraction to detail. Try and count the familiar faces. Beautiful Graceis Beauty’s Burdenshe swears she has no ideawhat…

Strung out,it’s getting harderto deny certain feelings. Good knows I’ve trieda thousand different waysto block and avoidthose private pictures of you. The visual trigger in meyou’ve squeezed mealmost too perfectly. Eyes stare up into eyesthis little gift of yourswhere you magically knowexactly what’s going to touch me. Beautiful you,you’re somehow growing in me. That goodness…

Putting the girlway up therehigh on a shelfI know I couldkeep her safefrom falling off. I’ll just love her24 hours a day,the girl way up therewho’s constantly on display. It’s hard to explainhow it feelsadmiring someone who gets all this attention every secondin every day. She doesn’t mean to bea distraction,maybe all these wordsare just…

The girl is coveredfrom head to toein her professional clothes. Truly, no one knowsshe has this little battleraging on inside. A dragon is defendingher Geisha girl,both stretched across her polished shoulders. There’s a serpent twisting downthe side of her rib cage sowhen she breathes,her snake flexes too. Most times these things are way too privateto…

You asked if you could love me anymore?What a waste of time to ask such a thing. I dare you Gracedo whatever it is you think you believe. I already warned you. Love or otherwise,you decide,if you’re ready to riskMe not returning those words. Let your feelings outit doesn’t matter much ifthey match mine exactly.…