Beauty Lost Never A Gain
Heaven cleanse the earth showered by rain.
Washing away death evil had slain.
Memories of yesterday store life once lived.
Absorbing morning dew with a new day as a gift.
Light no longer shines from the rays of laughter.
Only darkness blinds happiness through wrongs one gathers.
Led by the actions illustrating beauty lost.
Denied any gain no matter what repercussion or magnitude of cost.
Drowning among the cold waters of sin.
pooling unsteady waves made with broken mends.
Clinging to hope counting on the heavens to cease it's rain.
settling for beauty lost though never a Gain.
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