The Vandal

i sit here in this
pretty four-walled room
and I look around in pieces
at such a perfect place

where pristine and graceful people
walk the halls so free and peaceful
with its beauty told in nature
and its structure laid in gold

where the doors there shine so brightly
while beauty lilts on down the polished floors
in which the architecture is reflected
where ugliness cannot unfold

everything so clean and undisturbed
inside this crystallic Eden
and the birth song of a bird
is enough to send a soul straight to Heaven

and it's always gleaming white there
so pure the blankness is unbroken
filth and foulness are left unspoken
upon these sparkling sunlit walls

yes, but

i wanted to make a difference there.

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