Work of Art

You said that it would be,
a work of art

that it would be,
your favorite part

Causing a spark,
that would be dark

Being a canvas in your world,
through these years, which I adored

has left me bitter,
with a scorn,
torn,
& worn

Now this forgotten scroll of paint,
has slowly become your stain

left in a corner only to haunt,
like a bad painting,
ripped apart 

a paintbrush you broke off

never to wonder what may have been,
only to commit an artistic sin

A brand new start,
with something new,
with another heart,
a different view

A work of art!

Another fool!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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