I see those hazel eyes staring back at me,
Along with those blood-covered lips and beauty mark.
Were you up all night again tearing yourself apart?
Those white scars are your olive shoulders are finally faded.
But the whatever hurt you is harbored inside.
Hold back your tears, please do not cry.
Whatever you do, do not let your heart die.
I can see the disease hidden inside.
Then finally I see,
The person staring back is me.
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