the end | concluded

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I had built you up
Into a whole person of mine
Given you the sweetness of spring
The scent of cinnamon
The warmth of coffee
The bitterness of a sting
Laugh like honey
Frown that could burst the sky into tears

You had become my collection of pearls
My little masterpiece
But little did I know
I had failed myself terribly
Because you are beyond measure.
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