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:Beauty:Beauty has long been a question of the stereotypical mediated representation of what is accepted beauty, and what is simply alternative beauty. Particularly in the world of the media. What makes a person beautiful is a long debated topic amongst all kinds of people from different walks of life. A beautiful person for some, is a physical attraction, for others it is an inner beauty sought for by a topical mind and a stimulating conversation. What makes us tick? What makes a person feel an initial attraction to another? Who determines what beauty is and what is it derived from? Questions that are all both debatable and open fo:Beauty:
:Whisky and the night:He wanders alone, down a road I don’t think he even recognises, It’s a road he’s once been down but still it seems unknown. The leaves they whisper to his senses, he looks up, and does not run, they watch him:Whisky and the night:
As he despises, the wishful morning sun.
Peace it seems lingers everywhere, but cannot be found at times when he needs it most. The night it brings cold memories but some he ponders upon when the ground he walks upon freezes and nothingness becomes his company and gloom. The night brings his demons to the shadows Upon a winter night moon.
The lake in the depth of the da
Left.Anytime soon I’m going to waste away, Strangle my breath until I’m dead and I can fly away. Been lost in dream that for centuries has been locked up inside, Come and set me free, I’d rather be dead than alive,Left.
Gold satin sashes draped in a deep purple stream, Blue like the ocean, stirs deep and clean, Runs me dry like a tap with no hole, Allow me to die, take me now, and suck out my soul
I promise not to scream, I will not lift my head, I do not wish for you to see me when I am to be dead These locks of golden straw will unwind,, Give me the key now, leading to th
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