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.

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