Not Quite Me
My, my. Isn't she a rose? I do love how you pick them out. Always like the last. This one's so close! We share the same face-shape, don't you think? I bet she has my old music taste and I'll bet she just loves pink. The way her eyebrows arch. So much like mine. I'll bet she's a fan of art, and loves your cheap wine. She has my nose, don't you think? And in that picture, it's how I'd have posed, is it not? I've never seen her smile but if I did, I bet she has my teeth. Her lips are close enough but, love. She's not quite me. I'll bet she'll listen when you moan and calls you often from her phone. But, I bet you don't call her half as much, if not, at all. I'll bet she'll get tired of you I'll bet she'll get fucking bored. I bet she'll cheat on you, just like me. Then you'll find another just like her, just like me. Not quite her, though. Not quite me.
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