Can you tell me all we have been through again?

I've always liked your side,

Your view of the story better.

So much better.

I seem so attractive,

I act so kindly,

I'm always honest.

To you,

I'm,

So perfect.

Those perfect imperfections,

The smile that brightens any day,

That laugh that shines through the clouds.

I cannot tell if its your vision,

or mine that's been going wrong.

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