i stole my idea of a perfect woman
from you.
i took the color of her eyes and made
mine the exact same shade. i changed my features
to match her pictures in your mind.
a lock of her hair for my own strands to copy.
and
when you weren't
looking
i took her breath.
why
won't
you let me
take her
place.
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I like this! You wrote it?
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