Her eyes are heavy,
She's tired of trying,
Dreaming of a life which will never be hers,
Because she doesn't believe she deserves,
The love which you've offered,
Or the smile on your face,
To her you're precious,
For her corrupt distaste

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I like it. Pretty deep. I used to write poems, too :)

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This sounds so beautiful!! Try making more poems!

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