She laughs and smiles
But truely her soul it dead
Her passion left long ago
That night, in his seducing bed
They tell her she is goreous
An uncommon little beauty
But she know it is all lies
Imperfection is all she'll see
She flirts with all the guys
Kissing upon their lips
But only thinking of him
As her self-esteem dips
So she lays with them
In their strange room
Trying to fill the constant void
She knows another will be her doom.
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