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Broken yet beautiful
People ask me why I love sunsets
As they mean everything has an end,
But it tells that whatever happens all day,
A beautiful end can help it mend.
I love how the lonely clouds strand in the sky, distorted, And I realise that's the most glorious thing I spotted.
It is beautiful as the weeping cloud pour the raindrops, quite delicate to embrace, Yer broken but still adds to the nature its grace!
Broken doesn't mean it is the end, If its for things or people As they're still left with the pieces, Though broken, much more beautiful!
As they mean everything has an end,
But it tells that whatever happens all day,
A beautiful end can help it mend.
I love how the lonely clouds strand in the sky, distorted, And I realise that's the most glorious thing I spotted.
It is beautiful as the weeping cloud pour the raindrops, quite delicate to embrace, Yer broken but still adds to the nature its grace!
Broken doesn't mean it is the end, If its for things or people As they're still left with the pieces, Though broken, much more beautiful!
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