I'm
giving up on beauty
a
fabrication of something that isn't
an
imaginary reality of another world
someplace
far from where I used to be
the
disgust in my veins is powerful
blackening
out all the light from the sun
sucking
the life from everything around me
death
let
it come
comfort
found in misery
let
the blood flow freely
oil
and ick in a waterfall
my
passing will be a blessing
fresh
air to those I have touched
their
lives once more drenched in serenity
beauty
returns after my ashes cool
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