[Iambic Pentameter] "Broken Home"

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Her eyes sparkled as the emerald sky.
Her hair fluttered as a butterfly wing.
Her teeth dazzled as the brightest star.
Her skin shone as a diamond ring.

Dancing alone in the night, she was.
Dancing alone for her mother's sake.
An angel in the night she bed.
Her mother's life was quite a take.

Singing among the stars, she sat.
Singing her heart out for her dad.
A man for he was, she will miss.
A man mistaken for all he was bad.

Crying in the dark, she sat alone.
She will miss her beloved mother and father.
Crying for her fairly broken home.
Would it help if she was not quite a bother?

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