Beauty is- and shall alway's be
let it stand-some day into eternity
It's existence can be destroyed
it's designe used to deploy
Meaningless reverence- of it's own elegance
Ounce untouched by all - Never upset at all
It can only last forever - Until the day of never
Existing in it's- own truth - Expressing it's- whole truth
Which you find so hard to understand
Some day you'll have to lend it a hand
For it is you who are the sole of the land
And my sorrow to you
Who are
Damned
Roland Halloway









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