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She is beautiful

In her nature, in her calmness

In her quietness

In her laughter

wreckless and hysterical,

She is beautiful, in all these things.

She is beautiful

In her stride,

She is beautiful in that there is no

Pride,

no boastfulness

no hatred

In her mouth or in her eyes,

And even in her sadness

She is not bitter

She is does not cry.

She is beautiful

For her generosity

For her kindness,

For her thoughtfulness,

For her mind,

Sharp and wise,

Seeing things for what they are

Not reading between the lines.

And she doesn't need you,

She never has done,

A feeling, 

Just a feeling

Once felt, 

Now years of believing

But there is no shame

In her heartache,

or her bleeding.

And you do not define her name.

Weather you are offering

Pleasure, or pain.

She is beautiful without you.