Gentle beauty it shatters
for all gentle that matters
breaks and cuts deeply
in our world a disaster.

The answer is obvious look
the fire it can not be took
for some foolish flame lit
is light see damage shook.

Delicate the temple of all
that you hold dear breaks
as the looks exchanged all
the sense that it did make.

No longer does mystery
or grandeur in vivid light
lift up all to be clean and
full of the deep now night.

I can not repair only replace
my place in your place love.
Broken is a tender notion but
our grip we had is enough.

All things change and find
we will the ways we define
what we love and what we
no longer with waste time.

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