beautiful objects

Our eye that sees all Becomes blind from a single blinding light. I adore and satisfy myself with the beauty around me How selfish! What objects i form with my eyes, within seconds No life in them, just numbers Not living things anymore, just beautiful statues to be admired. But it turns sour when i…

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Julie, i feel this heavy feeling at the bottom on my tummy And i can’t help think about it’s ambiguous nature; For life to be so beautiful and vibrant But for my body to be so allergic to it; I wish every day would end with the sun going down on me; It would help…