The Beauty of Destruction

We are made from shattering stars.

We keep on shedding our stardust.

Everywhere we go,

Everywhere we have ever been.

We will be destroyed.

We will be destructed.

From stars to stardust.

From flames to ashes.

We are caught in the current.

The avalanche of anguished screams.

We are a mayhem of tornados.

The apocalypse of angered grudges.

We are the broken glass.

We are the frightened seas.

The wild mismatch of our angels and demons.

We are the time bombs of our ticking thoughts.

The pandemonium of our hallucinations.

We will be destroyed.

We will be destructed.

We are all chaos.

But we are still beautiful.

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