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I can't turn away without looking too hard 

first 

maybe it's a case of seeing everything

at once

and 

I can't tell anything

from anything else

in the basement of 

the very first place

that I'd ever lived 

I spent my days 

Imagining 

what I would give

away 

to be somebody 

with 

another face

and all because I knew someone 

with bright blue eyes 

and

blonde hair

past her shoulders, I 

could

not

get 

past that, 

past, at

last, it brings me 

down.