Meant For Hymn Rimas Dissolutas
Every eye sees things differently,
shattered glass or broken perfect.
With luxurious debasement,
a masterpiece is freed for him.
You possess high end quality,
worthy of passion and respect.
The chemistry changes the scent,
to some you’re worthy of a hymn.
Meant to celebrate not be spent,
timeless could never be a whim.
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