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i can't remember the last time 

i saw myself

i get lost in the camera flash

(swallowed by the light)

they replace me with another girl when the finger clicks the shutter

the sun and moon have met more than us

(we look alike)

her eyes are akin to mine


though the lips are the same

(flaking words too)

that smile

(and it's creases, it's dimples, it's upturn)

is not mine.

thats where i am lost

between the secret hollows near the scabby pink 

and the lift to those eyes

(the stormiest ocean appears still when captured, don't you think?)

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