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Don't tell anyone, but... - the famous last words of the worst kind of girl.
She'll run away just to see if you follow her, she'll refuse your praise until you tell her that she's all the perfection you can handle, she will hurt you just to see if you'll hurt her back.
My reflection is the worst kind of girl, but if I shatter all the mirrors, seven years apiece won't be enough to make me regret it; not if you'll look past her just once more.
Like a vampire, darling, reflectionless is the way you (won't?) see me, baggage not included fixed and solid, if I only find the strength.
But I suppose the question left then is this: Do you trust me not to bite?
She'll run away just to see if you follow her, she'll refuse your praise until you tell her that she's all the perfection you can handle, she will hurt you just to see if you'll hurt her back.
My reflection is the worst kind of girl, but if I shatter all the mirrors, seven years apiece won't be enough to make me regret it; not if you'll look past her just once more.
Like a vampire, darling, reflectionless is the way you (won't?) see me, baggage not included fixed and solid, if I only find the strength.
But I suppose the question left then is this: Do you trust me not to bite?