In all chaotic beauty lies a wounded work of art.
Beautiful but torn, wreaking havoc on my heart.
Camouflaged by insecurities, blinded by it all.
I love the way you sit there and barely notice me at all.
Poem About The Beautiful Chaos Of Life
With death being the only certainty of life, life is just a bit too short for regrets. Let's live while we're alive. Let's love while we're alive. Let's live and not just survive.
Camouflaged
Published: February 2016
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