Painted from the heart
I looked at you with faithful clarity
Beginning at the start
Before I noticed the disguise
I built you up an alter
Gazing with my child eyes
You began to falter
Your sweet smile did not bode
Of a swift rejection
All the faithfulness I sowed
Smoldered by imperfection
From our time you birth disgrace
But yet my heart will tremble
Did you really change, sweet face
Or is my heart just fickle
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