Such beauty

On this particular day I cannot grasp hold

of life and watch as it unfolds

such beauty has become dead

as demons explore ways

to convince 6 strings not to play.

I’m on the edge of a roof

staring down ten flights

wondering if I’ll land on my feet

such beauty would be so sweet..

When dawn peeked in this morn

dreams did not follow me to

meet life like so many times before

leaving a dark void that

such beauty can’t revive..

such beauty

burn baby burn

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