Once beautiful always beautiful

I see you the old women in the street

The one nobody speaks to or chooses to greet

Pushing your life around in a metal cart

Picking up and saving the pieces as it fell apart

I see your long burnished grey hair

The red lipstick you still care to wear

I feel your pain from when you lost your love

It resonates all around and from above

At times I hear you say his name

You speak to him again and again

But nobody answers no one replies

Years have passed since you said your goodbyes

You hold on to hope and bury your scream

Try to look your best and dream your dream

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