"Other Me"
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Complete Thu, Dec 17, 2015<5 mins
This was written on 5/13/11
What if? The other me wanted to watch you bleed
What if? The other me wasn't so sweet
What if? The other me had eyes without a soul
Like a mirror with no reflection at all
Just dark and cold
What If? The other me wanted to watch you burn
And just laughed while you hurt
What if? The other me became my identity
Wicked and unsweet
Breathing fire scorching your every desire
Step into her world and let's see
If you can breathe free
While handling the other me
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