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Promises

You trapped me
In a dark cellar
Not a key to be found
No way out
The only way
Is for you to fall too
I know it’s a long shot
Probably even a no shot

I’m not your typical blue eyed beauty
I’m no super model
With hair
That’s never out of place
Makeup that never has
A smudge or smear
I looked your way
Can you glance mine?
I reached for your hand
Can you meet me half way?
No
You never could
Looking at me was to hard
My hand was always to far

My brown curly hair wasn’t enough for you
My soft brown eyes never held
What you wanted
My makeup
Was never enough
I was never enough



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