Author: Akhenaten PM
And it was not one of the 'beautiful suicides'Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 130 - Reviews: 6 - Published: 02-09-06 - id: 2109100
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The beginning is faded.
The end is legible to a certain point.
It's taken five hours and it's just a pale imitation
The paper crinkles, and I know
It doesn't mean anything
Because it's not real
It's just the imitation of
Anything it has to be.
And somewhere the original stands
And the universe is different because
And I wasn't too busy to save you.
See; art is just a pale imitation without a muse
And this time it wasn't one of those beautiful suicides they spoke about; no
I doubt it could be anything more than pointless.
I guess I'm an existentialist that way;
This is it
This is all
And art is just a pale imitation.