Next time that you see me
Pretend you are blind
Maybe it would be easier
To pretend you were never mine
When you look in the mirror
All you'll see are butterflies
That you dream about
I will will be no where to be seen
Stuck in a permanent daydream
Pretending I'm doing alright
Deleting myself from your life
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Author:
Jo Middleton (
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