Genius
Genius
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The genius is forever alone
Both tragic and awful in its implications
Being blessed with gifts beyond imaginations limits
And cursed with only the drive to create or destroy
Materialistic not when thy calling is true
Just that insatiable need to do, or undo
Striving for perfection although knowing
There's only one such state
Forever set apart, from those who are content merely to exist
While symmetry and balance would be your only wish
Perhaps in God's creation a place for thee is found
But the thirst of the quest will all be clear
When the angel Gabriel's trumpet sounds
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