Beauty
Some things break my heart from sadness
some things break my heart from pain
and in those times I scream in sorrow
and tears roll down my face like rain.
Some things break my heart with joy
some things break my heart laughter
and in those times my smile widens
as I feel happy ever after.
but the most terrible of all the breaks
is that which fills with both
pain and joy fight on in silence
as beauty takes its oath
Like the sunset in the morning,
the moon alight at noon,
I am unattainable
longing be your doom.
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