Beauty

There is a tragic beauty in the sadness that creeps beneath your eyelids and frees the years of hidden pain as little droplets we call tears.

There is a tragic beauty in the aches in our cheeks caused by the daily ritual of fake smiles and forced laughter, of withheld words and taunting submission.

There is a tragic beauty in the longing in our eyes as we stare at the one we love but who we will never be with simply because we fell in love at the wrong time, or better yet, they do not love us at all.

Beauty is a tragedy

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