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Walking ahead,

he's been losing his head.

A dark past, full of regrets.

Working hard just to earn that monthly check,

he's hardworking, always wiping off all the sweat.

He's a hardworking lad,

he isn't that bad.

But, love's a losing game for this young man.

His mother just packed her bags, & his father, just hit the sack.

He tells himself 

"it isn't that bad."

Even when nobody has his back.

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A lonely girl,

she isn't that pretty,

or at least that's what people say in this big city.

Look like this, look like that.

In reality, she hates the fact.

The fact that, she doesn't look like a model.

The fact that, people don't think she's pretty.

The fact that,

she doesn't accept herself because she lacks.

She wishes for long eyelashes and arched eyebrows.

She wishes for perfect pearly white teeth and a flat belly.

She wishes she wasn't herself, but that can't be helped.

She doesn't accept herself, and no one can help.

She doesn't know how many people love her,

she doesn't know how beautiful she really is.

Because society keeps on telling her to look like this & that.

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Your name was engraved on his heart,

but his name was never shot by cupid's darts.

You loved the other boy, who only crumpled your heart.

You loved the other boy, who only took sweet tarts.

You loved the other boy. And he would just watch from afar,

as you hold and cling onto his arm. He would just watch;

 and break his own heart.

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She was a criminal,

with a pretty face.

She entered rat race, 

and won from the start.

She took the most hearts, 

and threw them all in one place.

 Just break to break them all like a vase.

She would place her hand on your face, 

and tell you white lies,

but you couldn't close your eyes;

because you were just so mesmerized.

Yes,

she was a captivating beauty, 

but was one of the guilty.

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