this woman

this woman wears your sweaters and t-shirts,
this woman dumps her food on your plate,
she steals your phrases, borrows your thoughts,
and makes your mates her mates.

this woman drops her stuff in your washing,
she sings your songs, she sees what you see,
i don’t stand a chance, i’m jealous, i envy
her, because that woman is me.

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