Someone stands next to myself
in the mirror that is two ghosts
and doubt in my ability
to reach the full height
Return of love, requited
But I never announced it
It was a whisper
It was seductive
Who gives you to it?
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Someone stands next to myself
in the mirror that is two ghosts
and doubt in my ability
to reach the full height
Return of love, requited
But I never announced it
It was a whisper
It was seductive
Who gives you to it?