A beauty-ful girl

Tears are rolling down her cheeks,
He let her down,
But he did not see,
This beautyful girl,

Standing there al alone,
With no jacked on,
She was pushed aside,
By the boy she liked,

He rather saw her dead,
But in the end he still regret.

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