I am not the clothes I wear.
I am not the lines upon my face,
Or the gray that's in my hair.
The sparkle in my eye.
The passion that burns within my heart
That asks the question, why?
And not see with your heart?
Let preconceptions fall away
And let this friendship start.
Where only beauty reigns.
And those whose beauty lies within
Must live in lonely pain.
To see warm hearts ignored.
For they have naught but love to give,
With them, you'd be adored.
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