In the depths of her troubled youth, a girl's heart does ache,
Caught in the web of unrequited love, unable to forsake.
She clings to a mirage, a false illusion so bittersweet,
Convincing herself that his love is real, even as it depletes.
Her mind whispers doubts, but her heart refuses to let go,
For in his fleeting moments of tenderness, she finds a glow.
Yet deep down she knows this love is nothing but a charade,
A delusion that keeps her trapped in the darkness she has made.
She yearns for validation, for someone to truly see,
The pain and turmoil that consumes her relentlessly.
But as she hides behind a facade of strength and grace
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