lost and lovely.
you are so beautiful to me.
and I'm not too blind to see.
I am history repeating itself.
I am the reflection you see every time you are brave enough to look in the mirror.
I'm that song stuck in your head.
I am your walking contradiction,
and every once in a while you cast your gaze upward and notice that
I have a life of my own.
every one is relatively upset with me right now.
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I guess i'm not everybody then, because I'm not upset with you.
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