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You set your type,
Your own standard
That i want to become to
So i do all that i can
Just to make you see me,
Realizing my presence.
But what i got after all,
Honey,
Was just your eyes
That couldn't even turn to me
No matter how hard my effort is,
Still
For you
I wasn't enough
And would never be.

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