Rose petals fall
Raindrops hit the concrete
There she goes beyond the words
Red paint splatters on white walls
Mix matched socks and pink shirts that used to be white
I guess that's how things happen
Gravity pulls and colours stain
But within all the shattered glass, crowded hallways, gum designed sidewalks and messy notes, scattered across the unorganised stars in the night sky there is an infinite amount of ecstatic pulchritude
A hidden secret for those who dare
An awe striking beauty within all of the chaos
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