Two Lines Two lines staring at me, ironically daunting, taunting. One hand on the mirror, one hand on the plastic. Two lines changing my life, alternative ending, depending. One foot on the gas, one foot on the brake. Two lines killing a soul, history repeating, cheating. One eye on the clock, one eye on the counter. Two lines determining fate. Two tiny lines, side by side... What do they mean to me? Two lines are my mistake.
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