Beauty Murderer Poem by arooba hameed

If i ask you to forget about me
would you be so kind as to do it someday?
though that is not what i want it to be,
but then again who can make dreams come true, by one say?

this shows i'm falling, piece by piece apart
and this makes me wonder, why forgetting you is so hard?
this beauty seemed more like precious art
and you weren't there to protect it but placed aside in a ward.

beauty murderer, killers sweet voice
trusting you was no hard choice,
breaking it you knew no one would hear a noise
and you ripped it to pieces in an un perfect nowise