A look at my lover's face
And I see a mirror
The circles under my eyes
Are now as heavy as his
I presume the fate of a heart
that loves to heal an injured one
is quite the same -
And I see a mirror
The circles under my eyes
Are now as heavy as his
I presume the fate of a heart
that loves to heal an injured one
is quite the same -
It's not his fault I got cut
from the reflection of myself
I saw in him.
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