New Poem, leme know what ya think :)
At my most beautiful - By J.Vargo
I can't blame you
though I wish I could
I blame circumstance
and coincidence
they made us fools to think
our world was real
beauty is the truth
keats told us all well
and you've allowed me to live and breathe
in this cold, compact hell
we made ourselves dancers
in demise
and lovers of an age
but our time is sifting fast
and the end is catching up with us
yesterday was too long
forever wasnt enough
someday we're gonna laugh
at how this all seemed so tough
you'l take my hand
we will dance with whats left of us
and pretend the world isnt real
find the beauty of it
cause the truth is in there
with nothing left to lose
and I am at my most beautiful
I can't blame you
though I wish I could
I blame circumstance
and coincidence
they made us fools to think
our world was real
beauty is the truth
keats told us all well
and you've allowed me to live and breathe
in this cold, compact hell
we made ourselves dancers
in demise
and lovers of an age
but our time is sifting fast
and the end is catching up with us
yesterday was too long
forever wasnt enough
someday we're gonna laugh
at how this all seemed so tough
you'l take my hand
we will dance with whats left of us
and pretend the world isnt real
find the beauty of it
cause the truth is in there
with nothing left to lose
and I am at my most beautiful