poetry

I know you fancy yourself to be quite the artist

I know you fancy yourself to be quite the artist,

But the rest of us just see it as graffiti;

Walls and walls of words

Hell-bent on ruining everything

You spent your life building.

Go Ahead.

Burn it to the ground,

Something or other will rise in its place.

Bend Hell into whatever shape you wish;

It will reform sooner or later.

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