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Shallow
Beyond what lies upon the surface
this face doomed for life without purpose
for his eyes do not grace my soul
but merely my looks, of which I've no control
No matter how flattering for fancy his phrase
his sweet lies do nothing but phase
a slight tinge of pain as he utters words sweet
but upon these deaf ears they fail to meet
Compliments not needed, charm failed the firt time
for I'm not a person that likes these looks of mine
and the more he persists, and the more he tries to gain
the more he has to lose, as he's losing me again
Such shallow thoughts from one that I deemed true
perhaps not my soulmate, but one to see me through
for I'm not so sure I can leave our future up to fate
when you put in my mind that you cannot stand my weight.
