Beauty

Beauty
 
We live we love in a world scarred
A sacred palace of broken stars
Silent night skies filled by tired eyes 
Chapped lips and dimming fireflies 
 
We sat on ledges of sanity
Slipping from the frozen dreams
Liquid cocaine fills our veins
Freezing freedom from deep in space
 
Meadows filled by swollen lungs 
It's where we live, it's where we love 
A lonely rabbit by the tree
Says goodnight to buzzing bees 
Under misty eyes of youth 
 
Now tell me captain 
Where'd the doe take the deer 
Help me cover up the fear 
Under stormy clouds of grey 
just to wake another day
under sun, under love
 
watch me fly, fly, fly away
This poem is about: 
Our world

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