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Perception

You sigh at me oh little girl,
and wish someone would understand
For if I were you,
they’d not be so blue
As all life loves your sound
 
For beauty has cast over you,
as curtains draw the light
But you say that you don’t like it much,
looking lustrous as the night
 
People know you love it though,
people know you care
They know you like the compliments,
of your eyes, your cheeks, your hair
 
 
But when I look in the mirror,
I don’t feel gorgeous at all
 
How could anyone love me,
with this sinful face?
There may be perfect skin to see,
but my thoughts are lacking grace
 
If they think I’m perfect,
they must ignore my thoughts
For if they knew I was a murderer,
would they speak such loving words?

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