A Work of Art.
You remind me of art,
Your beauty truly pieces me apart,
But I remind myself beauty lies,
It is beauty like yours that breaks ties,
So sad how such a beautiful face can end me,
Make me happy but it wasn't harmlessly,
I've made a fool of myself and of my own heart,
I truly wanted to believe you were my other part,
But obviously you weren't who I was to idealize,
I shouldn't have been waiting on your replies,
For each one, I reached out further aimlessly,
Your art was nothing more than a novelty.
This poem is about:
Me
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