Looking back with weary eyes,
I see what behind beauty lies.
What lies I told myself today
When gorgeous I thought you would stay.
Yes, beauty is still there,
And of it, all are aware,
But few have seen as I do,
The cold heart inside you.
Ignore me as you may.
For truth will find its way
To those who look to you and sigh,
In them, a change of heart is nigh.
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