Beauty is in the eye

What do you see?

Do you see my cracks?

Worn down by a life of this masquerade

Decay hiding behind a lovely picture

Do you see beauty as the sun shines upon me?

or my crumbling pillars?

...do you see nothing but ruins?

Something destined to be forgotten in time...

Can one find elegance in the desolation?

My walls may bow, but my foundation stays strong

I have weathered many lifetimes worth of devastation and I refuse to fade

2019

◄ Demons Never Leave

Broken ►

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Don Matthews

Wed 12th Jun 2019 23:56

Well said. Continue refusing to fade.....

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