arvin bonbon - Melancholy

sometimes...

we fall rock bottom
bruised
broken
reduced to smithereens

we look afar
weary
dazed
somewhat stoned

but

beneath the hazy morrow
we see God's genius
if only we wade through
beyond the melancholy

of it all...

arvin bonbon

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