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Everyone is always Saying What a Beutiful Sunset What a Magnificent Beutiful Sight But don't forget That monsters can Be beutiful That war can Be magnificent And yet a sunset It is still Pretty Pleasing Romantic Idealic Such a soft sight Such a little snippet of Gentle Kind And it is All those beutiful Things But it is also Death It is also Darkness A darkness on that light For, why treat the Herald Of a Tyrant Like a Queen But And yet We make an exception (The humans we are) An exception for this Beutiful Magnificent sight As it bleeds As it cries Tears of Cloud Just another Casualtie Of night Pinks like watered Blood Oranges like Funeral pieces Such morbid Similies Such violent Metaphors For such a Beutiful Magnificent Terrible Sight. Things Cold Dark Lonely Black Dieing Dieing Dieing Hope. The final words Of a poet His Rasping Breaths Hacking out Words Words like blood splattered flowers What does he say in those Final Moments What Beutiful Violent Things? The answer Why, it just behind that Dark Dark Horizon.
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May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 4:41 PM UTC
You violent beutiful things
Everyone is always Saying What a Beutiful Sunset What a Magnificent Beutiful Sight But don't forget That monsters can Be beutiful That war can Be magnificent And yet a sunset It is still Pretty Pleasing Romantic Idealic Such a soft sight Such a little snippet of Gentle Kind And it is All those beutiful Things But it is also Death It is also Darkness A darkness on that light For, why treat the Herald Of a Tyrant Like a Queen But And yet We make an exception (The humans we are) An exception for this Beutiful Magnificent sight As it bleeds As it cries Tears of Cloud Just another Casualtie Of night Pinks like watered Blood Oranges like Funeral pieces Such morbid Similies Such violent Metaphors For such a Beutiful Magnificent Terrible Sight. Things Cold Dark Lonely Black Dieing Dieing Dieing Hope. The final words Of a poet His Rasping Breaths Hacking out Words Words like blood splattered flowers What does he say in those Final Moments What Beutiful Violent Things? The answer Why, it just behind that Dark Dark Horizon.
Watching sunsets and thinking
#sunsets
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May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 4:41 PM UTC
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