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Gaspingly,I look at your beautiful face as you walk into my heart again like you're the owner.

But aren't you?

I love you,you love me.

Why aren't we together then?

It's because we are a perfect replica of the other.

I use my eyes to communicate,so do you.

I express my feelings without expressing them honestly,so do you.

I can't trust my self.

I can't trust you.

We're too much alike.

When I'm with you,I'm too happy.

I'm not myself and it puzzles me.

Then shortly after,you're with her,and I remember who I am.

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