When I see you, I see a masterpiece
broken by the unwanted garbage around you.
How do you not know how beautiful you are?
How, when it is all I can see and think?
Is it possible? Have I found my heart?
It seems that it is not a cruel lie,
but the honest truth.....
But your beauty could not be real....
Your feelings, I do not feel that I deserve....
But... in all true honesty, I find myself not caring.
Please, stay for just a little longer.
Grace this unworthy form with the joy of your presence...
Just....a little longer.....
My Ai
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