beauty..
tell me..
what beauty there is..
in a passing lady..
in her nice baby tee..
in her thight jeans she look so sexy..
in her pretty face the lips smiled at me..
what is beauty..
if she's happen to sell her beauty..
to those who willing to pay more money..
to those who can bring the heaven wildly..
and in that beauty..
there lay so much cruelty..
how life..
so damned into money..
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