Thursday, May 26, 2011

Invisible Beauty--April, 2011

Invisible Beauty

Life was a beauty,
life was a song,
I made life, what I wanted.

I saw the world through a child's eyes.
How I wanted, not how it is.

And when hell hits me in the face,
I see the world as it is,
seemingly unfixable,
opposing perfection.

I miss the beauty,
I miss that love.
it's invisible.


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