A Beautiful Crime

Beautiful pain, 
A life you live,
A Poet can go beautifully insane,
Trying to figure you out, believe.

There's a sweet danger,
About you, a crime towards life,
The painful feelings that you hide behind anger,
For every bit of true you that you hide,
A poet slowly dies....

What a beautiful crime indeed,
To live your life for others and forget your soul exists too,
For every poet needs a poetic seed,
You are their favorite "What if".
People, they come and they leave,
Leaving behind something beautiful, soulful.

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