{"sf1_id":217727,"sf2_id":"keNB2JYe","title":"The Hidden Beauty","author":"Tunuko","words":176,"posted_at":"2011-01-29T21:10:00.000Z","tags":["Other"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/217727-the-hidden-beauty","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/keNB2JYe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/00/4e/004ec06f-5829-41d5-9d0e-fb84723b8a83","description":"","content":"The Hidden Beauty  \n  \nThe fruitless tree stands tall and proud  \nHousing toneless birds who sing out loud.  \nBrightest lights its shadow shrouds,  \nUnique within the thousand crowd.  \nSitting beneath the greyest cloud.  \n  \nA slab of marble with the smallest crack,  \nThose swirls of white, brown and black.  \nIgnored for others, placed in the back.  \nThe cruellest fate is put on track.  \nThe broken soul receives the flak.  \n  \nThe frail woman soon will cry,  \nTears run from her lazy eye.  \nDoubtful of a reason she should try  \nTo find her dreams and perfect life,  \nAt times she wishes she would die.  \n  \nA bush that holds a single rose  \nIgnored in winter, thorns are froze.  \nSpring so beautiful yet tickles your nose  \nAccidently drowned by the spraying hose,  \nMuddy puddles from where it grows.  \n  \nYou won't caress the burnt scarred skin  \nAnd you fail to see the beauty within.  \nYet we with strong souls continue to grin  \nWaiting for the rest of our lives to begin.  \nIt's you that is ugly, you can't come in.  \n  \n- D.Ashford  \n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}