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I see the broken pieces in her eyes

Every time she blinks…

They crack just a little more

Impossible are they to be put together again

So I have drawn the conclusion

I have to paint a new picture for her to see

Life for what it is supposed to be

Love for what it really is

And a genuine spirit

With no covers

Transparent just as hers

I know it will take time

I know some of it will be hard

Waiting on her to soften

But I am ready… willing

i want her to see me

I want her to see her with me

I really want her to see…

I’m not him

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