A Beautiful Life
A beautiful night
In the blue skies I die
Why I try to better your cries
A beautiful night
In the truth I strive
For what I realize
In this beautiful night
A halo of dreams
It all comes to end
And when my balance offends
My decisions to blend
There is no escape to pend
Whether or whether not I bend
To mend with days of disbelief
The failures I achieve to circulate and lead
The hemp around my neck may bleed
And when I have found my peace, I leave
Keep my determination at my sleeves
The facts at the end of my beard I scratch
My spirit and soul seem to be at a mitch-match
At twenty-two it’s a catch
The cache is you’re twenty-two
Which means it resides within you
The memories of the holidays I wished to pursue
Broken news is nothing new
Ever shall I do
Emotions are a motive
Purposely affiliated with going unnoticed
When on all your desires you seem to only focus
And against the wind
You assume you can maneuver some hocus pocus
To become a Brutus locust
You assume you can shoulder us
Out of proportion you can only folder trust
Hold out for a colder thrust
I told her I must
Her own passion out sold her for lust
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