Death is wrapped in beauty
As the trees are painted white
A picture set so beautiful
To drown the thought of death.
The eyes alter what the mind knows,
We only think what we want.
Unpleasentries warped by the senses
A world of joy created
A mental state of dystopia
Where everything is fine.
A beautiful wasteland
Filled with dead minds,
Manipulated by ourselves
As we bring about our end.
Author notes
Choice 3
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- The beauty of pain. by Jai Guru Deva.
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Comments
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very good use of imagery and descriptions
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Awesome.
I love it. Amazingly done. Good job and good luck
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