What hold do you have of me
That I tend to measure myself
In the sparkle of your eyes
Or depth of your sighs?
Why must the tone of your voice
Or purse of your lips
Have the power to decide
What eats me up inside?
How did you turn into my mirror
But kept a mind of your own
Will the reflection I see
Ever stop breaking me?

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