I got lost that night The strums of harps filled the room And the night sky filled with auroras we created With our eyes as paint brushes We stood and stared at a blank canvas And painted each stroke with the vessels of our hearts. We got lost that night... As we painted self portraits I realized mine was a reflection of you And yours was a reflection of me.. Did I lose myself in loving you? Did you lose yourself in loving me? Who are we?
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