Tragedy Has A Happy Ending

On the floor of my heart I see a glass of death fall,
Sprinkling different sizes of hurt
Staining the bottom of this room with grief
And the corridor hiding under the rain of tears.
Behind the walls of my chest is a sugared agony
Displaying the beauty of tragedy in art.

Injury occupied the whole art.
Pushing me into the temperature of help to fall.
But through the eyes of fiction I see agony
Striving to show me how tragedy can’t hurt
Whenever the eyes have no tears.
Like the feeling after the absence of grief.

Seeing is believing, I saw that with grief,
Tragedy is a piece of art
That can make you smile with tears
Before the presence of comfort will fall
With or without a companion of hurt
Tragedy ends up in an agony.


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