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The Beauty Of Grey Skies.
Moths were once the most beautiful creatures.
Colorful as the butterflies, and elegant features.
But one gloomy day when the angels felt down.
The moths used all they're colors, and left only with brown.
They created a bright, beautiful, radient rainbow.
The angels were happy, and so were the people below.
Don't judge the girl who wears all grey.
She may look dull, ordinary, and plain.
But her personality isn't necessarily the same.
The beauty of grey skies.
Colorful as butterflies.
Charming as the sunrise.
You may be pretty now, but you're beauty will fade.
And only your personality will remain.
You call him a freak, because he wears all black.
You think he's weak until he strikes back.
You're too busy thinking you're a fucking princess.
To even take the time to notice.
The person behind the piercings and tattoos.
Who doesn't give a fuck about your views.
Or you're constant abuse.
The grace of a violent storm.
Elegance reformed.
Jagged, frayed, and torn.
Don't judge a person by their looks.
The cover's not always like the book.
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