What parts of me do you see when you look at someone else?
What kind of person do you turn to when you've lost yourself?
What would you be if not for me, an alternate i'd dare to see
For all that pain and intimacy, maybe the dream was to far.
Was i right to hold you tight, when this is where we are.
Whats it mean to be alone when comforts all you know?
When vanity is plain to see and covering your woes
Inside your head actions project the wounds you're yet to show
Confined inside a sealed mind, secrets we never speak.
Whats made you stronger makes me proud and also makes me weak.
Whats your outlet when you hit rock bottom?
Whats the limit on the things you've forgotten?
In what hell could i forget your smell
As if my senses were rotten
Were we blissful? or were we small?
Was love the trip, or was it the fall?
Was love the spouts, or was it the brawl?
Was love a part or did you love it all.
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