The exterior is surreal..It gets pumped by the beauty that lies underneath, that unnerves itself with every passing day, that rejuvenates itself with every passing memory. The essence lies in withholding it and nurturing it with your good deeds. The true reflection of your beauty lies in giving.
Giving your true inner soul, when the rest veil it with hypocrisy.
Giving others a moment to relish, when the rest build it for themselves.
Giving others a chance to be heard, when the rest rattle their story.
Giving yourself a chance to stand tall, when the rest stoop with the load of guilt.
For the heart rusts when you don't caress it..
For the heart is caressed when you love it.
Now, the exterior isn't surreal...
For the interior is real.
:)
Giving your true inner soul, when the rest veil it with hypocrisy.
Giving others a moment to relish, when the rest build it for themselves.
Giving others a chance to be heard, when the rest rattle their story.
Giving yourself a chance to stand tall, when the rest stoop with the load of guilt.
For the heart rusts when you don't caress it..
For the heart is caressed when you love it.
Now, the exterior isn't surreal...
For the interior is real.
:)
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