Look me in the eye and tell me you don't find me attractive.
Look me in the heart and tell me you won't go.
Look me in the eye and promise no love is like our love.
Look me in the heart and unbreak broken--won't happen.
It's love that leaves and breaks the seal of always thinking you would be
Real, happy, and healthy, strong and calm.
Where does the good go?
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This is just sad that people may actually read this.
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