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Too Good To Be True
You told me I was beautiful, 
 It sounds too good to be true, 
 And as you stood beside me, 
 With all my heart I believed you. 
 
 You looked at me with love, 
 With the smile in your eyes, 
 My happiness your greatest treasure, 
 Drying every tear I cried. 
 
 They fell and told me I was ugly, 
 And I believed it to be true, 
 But when you told me I was beautiful,
 With all my heart I believed you.
 
 Priorities were changing, 
 As the work became too long, 
 The days became too hot, 
 And the summer inched along. 
 
 I looked at you with questions, 
 And a fear deep in my soul, 
 That you'd begun to change your mind, 
 That you no longer felt so whole. 
 
 You sighed and said I was beautiful, 
 I tried so hard to make it true, 
 And as you looked with tired eyes, 
 I made myself believe you. 
 
 You looked at me and tried so hard, 
 To smile the way you had, 
 To erase the fear i felt within, 
 And wash away the bad.
 
 but the days continued to tire you, 
 And no time was left for me. 
 You wondered how I could need so much, 
 And what, in you I did see. 
 
 "Why do you still like me?"
 You asked with hardened eyes, 
 "When I'll most likely leave you, 
 Before light leaves the evening skies?"
 
 "I don't" I should have said, 
 "No I don't like you anymore. 
 Love you, yes, with all my heart, 
 My soul, and even more."
 
 But what you don't understand, 
 Is that this love is not a choice,
 I would have run away by now, 
 If my aching heart did have a voice. 
 
 You plainly spoke that I am beautiful, 
 I thought it sounded too good to be true, 
 But as you look so stiffly at me, 
 I wonder if we're through... 
 
 I do know that i am beautiful, 
 The words are all so true, 
 And if it's worth it to walk away from me... 
 Then... I guess I deserve better than you. 
 
 I am worth the fight, 
 You know, you told me so?
 If you walk, I'll stand and live, 
 but I pray that you don't go. 
 
 Look at me with your clear eyes, 
 And see what I really am, 
 That I love you, that i need you, 
 I only want to help you stand!
 
 You said that i was beautiful, 
 That I always would be, too, 
 And as your aging eyes find mine, 
 I pray those words you still find true.

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