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She was the perfect girl,

She was, oh so fine,

Her pearl white smile glowed,

Her gorgeous blue eyes shined,


This girl, that they all adored,

But all alone, her tears, they poured,

She was the perfect dancer,

She had the brightest mind,


She seemed to have,

The perfect life,

Yet no one knew how she felt,

Deep deep down inside,


She hid the honest truth,

From all who'd frown or care,

The pressure was too much,

For her, alone to bare,


She deceived her so called friends,

With her little perfect white lies,

Still no one truly knew,

How she truly felt inside,


Not even she,

Could really understand,

What was going on,

Deep inside her complex mind,

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