She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.
I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.
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And at the end of the day, your feet should be dirty, your hair messy and your eyes sparkling.
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And in her smile I see something more beautiful than stars.
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