Beauty

Oh sweet
Wasted
Beauty,
Your freshness and youth
Cut like a thousand knives
In my heart of stone.

How can such a precious thing
Of such measurement and color
Be

No
More?

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This one is for Roberto who sent me a marvelous, inspiring story about an ancient tomb found in Italy in 1485 AD. Inside the tomb was the body of a young girl wonderfully preserved, her skin was as coloured and as soft to touch as if she was still alive, the lips still red and the black hairs elegantly arranged and wrapped into a texture of silk and gold threads, the teeth white, the tongue fresh. Her arms and legs could be moved like she wa still alive.
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This is Daz's V3 with Byte Me Ok's Amazing Grace texture (my own character), AwFul Soul's temple and TransPond's Burial Raft. The rest was painted in Photoshop.