Roses
Blood red
leaves of deep green
It's so beautiful
I may cry
One day
One morning
or one evening
When the air is cool and dry
and the warm sun hangs low
and the sky is a warm orange
I will purchase for myself
a bouquet of roses
lay them
scattered on my table
and cry.

Every sip I take
Every bad choice I make
Nothing makes me forget
That every single time
..
I break

The most beautiful things in life: the beautiful blend of sunset colors, the beautiful bloom of sunflowers, the beautiful crisp of leaves that fell last Autumn, and the beautiful curve of your smile, are never more than temporary.

It’s sad how being temporary makes things beautiful.

to me,
you are
an art

                              to you,
                              I was
                              a tragedy

tell me how
the most broken
beaten down
torn up
stripped to the flesh
people

could ever get back up
brush off the dirt
and carry on
like nothing ever
happened.

you are my ocean,
but i can't just dive into you,
anymore.

because you are my ocean.
and too much of you,
will make me
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