I’m You. You’re Me
I’m you. You’re me
I’m the red in you, your youth, your rising hate for shallowness, your lips in his mouth.
You, you are I, the yellow in my soul, the monster I’ve became, you’re my deformed eyes, my hateful ears.
We are, yellow and red, one in past, other in death.
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