Coming-Age Dawn

Build then destroy it
Paint then smear it
Fold then tear it
Love then break it
Nurse then neglect it
Cure then poison it
Save then spill it
Give then steal it
Sharpen then fade it
Raise then curse it
Don’t make it half-heart
Get finish what's clouded
And after that
What would left in me?

poem by Maria Sudibyo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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