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I am most frightened of those
who do not wear
their flaws on their sleeves
but,
around their necks.
They remind me too much
of myself.
They say that love
is blind, and I agree.
Because I do not need to be blessed
with sight, to see that I am
blessed with you
The end is nearing but please don't cry
please don't worry we all have to die.
My time has come, the story must end
you were my lover, my best friend.
They say we are connected;
They say that were similar;
They say i can't do anything about it...
Thats not true, I will never be  you!

They say we have the same taste;
They say we have the same look;
We have the same DNA what do you expect...
After all of this It still doesnt make me you!

Im my eyes my dad died long ago;
Who does that make you?

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