\"The Price of Looking\"
You could treat me better.
That much is true.
My friends gather
around the evidence,
holding up pieces
of a trampled heart.
They call it suffering.
I call it beauty.
Great beauty comes
with a price,
they say.
Not always nice.
Always looking good.
A cross to bear
in love\'s tangled game.
What can I do?
I could have chosen
someone less lovely.
Instead,
I keep paying
for the view.
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