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Not A Pretty Face

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Not just a pretty face, I stand,  

A voice that echoes, strong and grand.  

In shadows cast by lustful eyes,  

I seek the truth, not empty lies.  

 

I am a mind, a heart that beats,  

Not just a body, warm and sweet.  

You see the curves, the skin so fair,  

But miss the depth that lingers there.  

 

I thought you saw me as more,  

A partner, friend, not just a score.  

Yet here I am, a fleeting glance,  

While you pursue a shallow dance.  

 

You claim to be my knight, so bold,  

But tales of love, they turn to cold.  

A heart you say you hold so dear,  

Yet all I feel is doubt and fear.  

 

How can you say you care for me,  

When all you want is what you see?  

A pretty face, a fleeting thrill,  

But not the heart that longs to fill.  

 

I want to be a part of you,  

To share the dreams, the hopes, the true.  

Yet here I stand, a lonely soul,  

While you just seek to take control.  

 

Your hands, they wander, seek to claim,  

But where's the love behind the game?  

A touch that speaks of more than skin,  

Yet all I feel is where you've been.  

 

You wear the armor, shining bright,  

But where's the warmth, the love, the light?  

A knight in shining armor, you say,  

But all I see is shades of gray.  

 

It was a lie, a sweet charade,  

To get into my heart, you played.  

But now I see the truth unfold,  

A story lost, a heart turned cold.  

 

So here I stand, a voice so clear,  

Not just a pretty face, my dear.  

I am a mind, a heart that beats,  

Not just a body, warm and sweet.  

 

I seek a love that’s deep and true,  

Not just a night spent lost with you.  

For I am more than what you see,  

A soul that longs to be set free.  

 

So take a moment, look inside,  

And see the heart that you deride.  

For I am not just what you crave,  

But a spirit strong, a heart so brave.  

 

Let’s break the chains of shallow ties,  

And find the truth behind the lies.  

For love is more than just a game,  

It’s finding warmth, not just the flame.  

 

So if you seek to know me well,  

Then listen close, and hear my spell.  

For I am not just here to please,  

But to be loved, to find my ease.  

 

In every word, in every sigh,  

I seek a love that will not die.

  

So take my hand, and let us soar,  

For I am more than just a score.

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