Art

You saw me as an object,

You made my life abject.

You didn't see me as a full blown person,

A whole human.

You wanted to ruin me,

To imprison me.

I was art

And you didn't even have a heart.

Even in you I saw beauty,

Even now, for you, I feel pity.

If only you had some heart,

If only you could appreciate art.


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