In death there’s beauty


The world causes so many to
Die in vain
So many let ropes caress their neck,
Others think pills will make them
Feel fine
Minds that think to let blood
Color their skin
To make others see their
Inner beauty
There is no such thing as
Tomorrow because
Today was enough
To see the world won’t change
Everyone seems to be the
Devil’s advocate
But once people feel the touch
Of the rope, or the drowsiness from
The pills and see their beautiful
Red skin
They become noticed
Finally getting attention that they
Needed before they were
Beautiful

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