beautiful and dark
is what this world
looks like to me
watching
spirits float
around searching
for a body to abode
landing in unsatisfaction
they keep hauling
filling up on their addictions
their suspicions
get carried away
looking not really interested
in perhaps their last minutes
it is kind of a shame
but here am I
in the way....
watching bodies intertwine
making up their get-up and
setting up more wine
breaking souls and travelling hearts
a wayward journeys end
how do I care so much
some fascination knows
how beautiful and dark
this world ....
it is how life goes
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