"Her pain was evident in the words of her writings, her beauty is as beautiful as the sun rays. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeful dreams. A mysterious goddess who`s heart, beauty, and passion is enticing and irresistible.
As I looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion.
Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her. Sure she could cry, and write things and songs and random views and sure she`d inspire hundreds of people or millions that could speak things about her but she would never let them take her true self from her. She clung to it with passion. As she taps the piano tiles with her soft fingers or when she strum the strings of her guitar mixed with her angelic and beautiful voice, and the way she closes her eyes as her eyelashes rests, the down-curve of her full lips, always and forever, her true and effortless beauty shows up. And her passion, her heart, her madness, her soft features, her voice, her beautiful mind, that made her beautiful will forever be appreciated." 

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