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.


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