You are-

You are a terribly beautiful thing
in a terribly ugly world.
True,
untamed,
untainted.
A pure thing, broken–
a many-many times
but still unwavered.

A thing I shall not grasp
or at least I hope not to
in my shaking arms–
or it will break,
just as every other thing–
as every other thing
I ever tried to.

You are– you are–
and I have no idea what am I!
So if you break your arms
on mine,
how am I supposed to feel?
Am I supposed to cry?!

Cause I forgot!
I forgot
how does a sky looks
when there are no clouds in it–
to taint it with white.

And you are– you are–
much more than something
for which I could just–
simply cry?

Much more than something
I could breathe in,
and store it my lungs.

Much more than something
I could eat, to feed my lust.

You are– you are–
(and I have no idea what am I.)

inspired by Emilie Autumn (You are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.”)

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