Trophies

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So lost in nothingness, her shine is gone
Set on a mantel, forgotten ignored
Twice in one lifetime, put aside
Left alone
Trophies are covetable, if only they remain perfect
But youth and beauty fades, making her no longer worthy
Love becomes non-existent, she’s solely creature of convenience
Money, stability, for anything but love
As she’s no longer worthy
Too young to settle for it, too old to know better
Burdened by reason
Trapped by responsibility
Trophies are covetable, if only they remain perfect


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