Masterpiece

MASTERPIECE
Words by Sarah Harris ©2022

In Our Empty Showroom 
One Once Filled With Beauty 
Colors Blended Together 
Displayed Artistically.
All Our Painted Stories 
Of What We Used To Be 
Now Are Just Reduced 
To Broken Memories.

We Weren't A Masterpiece, 
We Were A Catastrophe, 
Just Paint Spilled On The Floor.
Broken Glass And Empty Frames, 
Where Our Love Hung Once Before.
We Weren't A Masterpiece, 
We Were A Catastrophe, 
Heartbreak Carved On The Walls, 
Vandalized Graffiti Art 
Scattered Down These Darkened Halls.

In Our Empty Showroom 
Left To Clean Up Our Mess.
Walking on Shattered Glass, 
Painting Over Our Regrets.
In The Midst Of Our Destruction 
Flooded With These Memories 
This Broken Art Reminds Me 
Of Our Tragic History.

We Weren't A Masterpiece, 
We Were A Catastrophe, 
Just Paint Spilled On The Floor.
Broken Glass And Empty Frames, 
Where Our Love Hung Once Before.
We Weren't A Masterpiece, 
We Were A Catastrophe, 
Heartbreak Carved On The Walls, 
Vandalized Graffiti Art 
Scattered Down These Darkened Halls.

I Sifted Through Our Wreckage, 
Creating Beauty From The Mess.
It's True That Art Can Be Subjective, 
So I'm Left With No Regrets.

We Weren't A Masterpiece, 
We Were A Catastrophe, 
Just Paint Spilled On The Floor.
Broken Glass And Empty Frames, 
Where Our Love Hung Once Before. 

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