english,
Sunsets are still as warm
Reflected on a broken mirror
Paint is still as striking
Spilled on the wooden floor
Rusted strings
Could still be played
And worn-out fiddles
Are still as joyful and gay
Poems are still as beautiful
With line breaks and no rhymes
Paintings are never not wondrous
With negative spaces and broken lines
Your beauty is not measured
Through norms and set ways
You are still an artwork
With your blanks, cracks and bad days
Literary (Submission): A Friendly Reminder
Sunsets are still as warm
Reflected on a broken mirror
Paint is still as striking
Spilled on the wooden floor
Rusted strings
Could still be played
And worn-out fiddles
Are still as joyful and gay
Poems are still as beautiful
With line breaks and no rhymes
Paintings are never not wondrous
With negative spaces and broken lines
Your beauty is not measured
Through norms and set ways
You are still an artwork
With your blanks, cracks and bad days
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