At a certain point I lost track of you.
You needed me.You needed to perfect me.
In my absence you polished me into the Enemy.
Our history gets in the way of my memory.
I am everything you lost. Your perfect enemy.
Your memory gets in the way of my memory.
There is nothing to forgive.You won't forgive me.
I hid my pain even from myself.
I revealed my pain only to myself.
There is nothing to forgive.You won't forgive me.
If only you could be mine,
I would show you what it is that you mean to me.
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