So much beauty surrounds my world
But it is just a shell
So many gorgeous skies, captivating drops of rain, flattering words
But beneath this dome of beauty
Lies monotone living and monotone dying
A grey fog to tred through
No long the enthralling blank piece of paper
-- Something so warm and comforting throughout infancy
Worn and tattered from the abuse of adolescence
Even more, scribble and crumpled by the pains of puberty
Thrown too quickly away by the idle hands of a blind female
Oblivious is she of the often heavy blanket of splendor slowly disintegrating all about her
Her eyes are closed for all time
-- Nature's intent
Buy maybe she too blind
For the eyes of her mind seem incapable of seeing
Maybe nature was too cruel
Raping of most all senses
Raping her so sly of beauty
She might as well be a smudge on a blank piece of paper
A dark cloud in a gorgeous sky
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