I’m that beautiful
Disaster.
Created from life’s
Tragic mistakes.
Surrounded by misfits
And fakes.
Timing changes
Everything.
From wrinkles, the grass,
Even trees;
Depending on how one
Sees.
Reality and Sanity not
Far apart in faded memories.
Beyond disaster lyes beauty.
To open the mind and help
One see.
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