She

She has a quiet philosophical nature
She's a stickler for nomenclature
Say what you mean; mean what you say
Otherwise you'll see her fade away 
She won't try to analyze your speech
She'll just put herself out of reach
Reasons and excuses sound the same
She's not going to play that game
Her heart's been long misunderstood
But she wouldn't change it if she could
It will always beat truer than true
It doesn't matter what you do
This world is an unforgiving place
And she is no one's saving grace
rksmith
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