Vaults

They say beauty is within the eyes of the beholder,

But you think that to be false,

Because every time you pass a mirror,

All you see is your faults.

I try to tell you all you’re worth,

But your feelings are hidden behind closed vaults.

They say beauty is within the eyes of the beholder,

Which is true because all I want to do is hold her. 

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