just another pretty face to hang my hopes on
one more empty promise to myself
you were cordial to all the guests
when i saw you i needed your eyes to meet mine
but they never did
not truly
you have the face
you have the skills
you have the social graces
god let you see me
before there is no more time
see my inspiration
i will get better for you
next time we meet i will be a Phoenix
rising from the ashes of our first encounter
you will see me
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