16 December 2013

Success

Why do we have that odd fascination
With destroying all that we hold dear
When we are close to losing something
While someone slips through our fingers
Or an opportunity escapes our grasp

We always reach for the bottle to smash
Whether it's figurative or literal
Destruction is what we are
Pretty in our purity
Vicious movements of the upmost elegance

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