The words
The petals
On a flower that
Thrives by appearance
Is only
Will merely
Be a flimsy
Taste of what's inside
Why price
By the eyes
The symmetry
Of flawed beauty
As though
As most
Are weighed by
Thoughtless ideals
For those
Four arrows
A sma...
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Whatever is perfect
Will pass through the gate
And shots are Fired
Right away.
Sink
Lower
Into the Praises and
Banal phrases
To see the
Power of
Society's will, Born
To conquer your Pride.
This is based on a black-out poem that I did (the one in the picture). Black-outs are fun. But hard. The wording is kind of weird because the original page was from an action sequence. XD
