Something that was, once looked upon, as beautiful, all of a sudden, isn’t anymore!
Beauty falls, and, crashes hard, like how those sculptures that were broken, from the carelessness of the movers, no longer in one-piece, no longer completely, no longer, beautiful.
not my artwork…
Beauty falls, it’s bound to happen, we all know it! After all, you can’t, stay young, have that look of youth, for the rest of your life, can you? And seeing how the synonym of youth is the same as beautiful, what would happen, to every single one of us, that is, a day older by the day, huh? We’re all, becoming, uglier, and uglier, and uglier, aren’t we???
not my art…
Beauty falls, but on the outside, however, if you managed to keep your insides (mind, heart, AND soul!!!) beautiful, then, NO matter what, you will always, BE a beauty. Beauty falls, and once s/he crashed and HIT the PAVEMENT, it’s, ALL broken, into million bits and pieces, and, nobody can put her/him back together, NOT even ALL the king’s horses, OR all the king’s men!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 