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I swore to myself that I'd never forget the day you left me for another girl;
you bathed in the light of her bright eyes in spite of the darkness in my mind,
two birds that even my heavy heart couldn't hit.

You said it was because I was not like her, and would never be her,
so I'd changed myself in a snap decision

You fell for me again, with my paper mache mask
What you didn't see
was the gore in the operating room
when my old self had been carved out and left behind,
the years it took to heal,
the scalpel marks at the edge of my ear

But when you'd done it again, I learned that you were window shopping all along

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