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I looked into her dull brown eyes.
Eyes that used to be rich like cocoa.
Sweet, they held pure, raw love.
Now they're dull, like undernourished earth.
Neglected.
Her eyes, oh her sad brown eyes,
So emotionless

Her smile.
It once radiated cheer.
Now its weak.
And so is she.

She gave her all, but they still wanted more.
They still took more.
They took all she could give and more.
They were so selfish.

Something had to give.
Something had to break.
And all she did was give.
Until she broke.

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