I am a masterpiece
beautifully crafted by you
I am a canvas of bliss
painted in a vibrant hue.
Yet you never admired me
instead, you ignored the beauty within
how cruel is my destiny
the end of me is about to begin.
You disheveled my peace
I pleaded but there was no sound
slowly, piece by piece
I fell on the hard ground.
Soon, I will feel no pain
for the strong me is now awake
one day, I shall stand again
and by then, I'll be a wonderful mosaic.
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 8:47 PM UTC
I am a masterpiece
beautifully crafted by you
I am a canvas of bliss
painted in a vibrant hue.
Yet you never admired me
instead, you ignored the beauty within
how cruel is my destiny
the end of me is about to begin.
You disheveled my peace
I pleaded but there was no sound
slowly, piece by piece
I fell on the hard ground.
Soon, I will feel no pain
for the strong me is now awake
one day, I shall stand again
and by then, I'll be a wonderful mosaic.
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