In all chaotic beauty lies a wounded work of art.
Beautiful but torn, wreaking havoc on my heart.
Camouflaged by insecurities, blinded by it all.
I love the way you sit there and barely notice me at all.
Poem About The Beautiful Chaos Of Life
With death being the only certainty of life, life is just a bit too short for regrets. Let's live while we're alive. Let's love while we're alive. Let's live and not just survive.
Camouflaged
Published by Family Friend Poems February 2016 with permission of the Author.
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