She was a beautiful mess,
Her mind heavy with stress.
Her eyes like the Amazon forest,
Her mouth pinned up, hiding her distress.
He was a beautiful mystery,
His mind and unknown artistry.
His eyes a stormy grey,
His lips an arrogant smirk.
Together they were a beautiful disaster,
A bond stronger than the world's finest plaster.
She fell he caught her,
And the rest, a blur.
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Poetrymelancholy: falling asleep with you madness: waking up without you [A POETRY COLLECTION]
