I Can't Change
A deep rouge resides on her delicate cheek.
Her pursed lips create a sly smile.
The same smile that captured your heart.
Eyes green as shiny emeralds.
Her hair falls ever-so-perfectly.
She was the one you liked.
And she knew that.
You liked that fire in her heart.
I didn't have that.
I didn't have anything that she had.
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