Beautiful Pain

Beauty is pain personified
Brought forth from the human soul.
Beauty is the inward cry
Falling upon deaf ears and open eyes.
It is the fire of pain from within
Unleashed upon the unchanging.
Exquisite destruction and sin
Released in unstoppable torrent, raining.
How can it not be so?
Does not beauty emerge only from brokenness?
What can be beautiful?
The lovely born of despair and aspiring to nothingness.
Pain, sad and sorry... yet without it... art is meaningless.

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