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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