The Beauty of Anguish
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Like tears flowing smoothly
For a reason even eyes can’t see
That pleasing sound of melancholy
Even ears can’t help but flow with it
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Like keel, riding emotions steadily
With agony hitting like the sea
With love dying like pacifying waves
With despair crawling like serenity
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One expects its broken
Other says its maimed
World would call out negative
The real belle is rejoicing yourself
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They go after ranks
Not hearing anything
In Beethoven’s, its moonlight sonata
At the end, loss was nothing   Â
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