When You Think Of Me

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When you think of me
Think of a rose bleeding

When you think of me
Think of a puddle that people step on

When you think of me what comes to mind?

Is it something you despise or is it something you cherish?

When I think of myself
I don't really know

My mood changes with the blink of an eye
And sometimes I don't know why

So when you think of me
Think of lost treasure

When you think of me what do you see?

I want to think of myself as the girl in the mirror.

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