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They tell me I'm pretty

And that I look nice

Even though I can't recall

Ever being amazed when glancing

At the mirror

Sometimes I just wish I had

A girl to call mine

Someone to love

And put my essence into

Some one that'll

Be my dove

To carry me over 

To the sky

This sudden wish to fade

Is consuming my entire existance

Things never go as planned

To the damned

We just dance in the ash

Of our predecessors

That failed before us

And paved the way

Sometimes I just look

At the mirror and emphasize my flaws

Thinking how small I am

I never understood the rules

Of this game you people play

My score was never important

Maybe someday I'll find my dove

That will take me to a better place

And even though my heart 

Is losing its pace

I'll love her

Like no other