Amiss

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Her hair flew like threads of silk
On her cheeks, white as milk
Her eyes shone like diamonds two
The pain inside them no one knew
Her lips were red, as though she had bled
Beyond the facade she had seen her dread
Her hands were fragile, like the glass
Waving fast for times to pass
Her legs were carved of pure gold
She trembled with fear, yet faced bold
Her voice that chimed like a hundred bells
Was now a hollow whisper from her "heart",
A dried up well.
Her cheeks blushed a pink timid
To everyone she loved, a goodbye she bid.
She had a body that made up for bliss
But she knew inside her, something was amiss

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