All the broken pieces That I've seen in here They Are Beauty
All these Sharp edges Imperfections Tragedy Fear Marvelous Minds that are never clear
If pain is art Then pain is beauty From this angle Of sincerity From this window Of dark fields Mingled with drops of hope and faith And fight and strength And messed up spectrum tinted dreams
Pray it would never Disappear
To everyone and every poem I've read in here. With love