Though flesh remains a rainbow of sin,
There's beauty that detects the noblest of men,
A fool of means, humble and pride,
Give taste to thought that we've survived
A contest entry
- Five Lines of Whatever by Heavenly Angel.
550 points, ended October 9, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Nicely done

A fine sharing this is!
Thank you for being part of this contest; I wish you the very best!!!

