As I laid, broken On my back and on the ground I saw the sky beaming Smiling but making mockery My blood on the sheets So beautiful the designs made Like scarlet glory, I bled Such beauty I beheld The aura of my death unusual The smell of nature luring me A faint smell of roses And a careful swirl of dusk breeze In awe, I smiled in death For I left in a beautiful way The pain forgotten, just beauty What a beautiful death. CATALEA BONEZ
Be the charm in your world