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In your eyes I see

Their reflections staring back at me;

Naïve, innocent, like mine aren’t-

Believing what falls from those lips

Like we know I never will;

And I envy them

For feeling like they had you.

Rose colored glasses I started to wear

Creep into my mind,

And I miss them-

Who you are was so beautiful

When I loved you.

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