Glad I didn't follow
Insanity's advice
To turn myself into
An arty pendant
Else I haven't seen
The peak emerald season
Of the heavenly meadow.
Glad I didn't follow
Insanity's advice
To let the miniature silvery bean
Draw a straight line on my skull
Else I'm not gazing now
To the most breathtaking colors
Of Noah's miraculous rainbow.
Glad I didn't follow
Insanity's advice
To dissect my wrists
And create a bloody fountain
Else I am not here
Writing some inspirational poem
About how the once dimmed star glow.
April 28, 2017
Mysterious_aries
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