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The heart is in pain,
Trapped in aching shame.
How could it become this,
Like something worthless.
This translucent state,
Hiding this weight.
With heavy thought,
And nothing sought.
The ugly beauty,
Forgetting its duty.
Barely attractive,
Unseeingly active.
Never enough,
Not always tough.
The calm exterior,
Disguising a rapid interior.
It’s wondrously superior,
To feel incredibly inferior.