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Doppleganger

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If your words are painted across my heart,
if your face is drawn along every wall
I'll go on to build around myself,
then I could still hold on to
some semblance of you.

Some parallel echo I may be able to record and mimic,
create from scratch again and build any way I want,
but each one of those possible timelines
would always carry a flaw sewn in somewhere.

The color of your eyes may be a shade off,
bedroom light revealing the wrong location
of the tiny scar you got as a child,
your hand could hold mine but the moment
you squeeze, it will be the affection of a stranger.

A heart always alien to my own.

If your scent clings to my sheets and clothes,
if the love we shared is stored like photos
and film reels in every cell and delicate synapse,
I'll go on to wrap those once tangible
flashes of raw intimacy around myself,
I would have at least some version of you.

Some embodiment I may be able to catch and amplify,
filter through me from scratch and sculpt any way I wish,
but each doppelganger would be marked
somewhere in such desperate architecture.

The melody of your voice would hit a wrong note,
your smile would always carry a secret I'll never unearth,
your lips would cover mine but the moment they meet,
I will be entangled with a stranger.

A being always alien to my own.
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Written by Elliotlacey31
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