The Mirror

We are so close yet understanding eludes me.

You seem to know me but yet still are a stranger

What inspires this cruel twisting darkness?

My heart is warm and yet far too cold

Duality I think, Duality I am.

Must I hear the protestations of my weak soul

Must I deal with my weakness and pitiful silence

Anxiety crushing my heart like a vice

You say I am not a man and I yell

You say I am not a man and I protest

I say I am not a man and I weep

I see the tormentor and he approaches

O’ Foul mirror

I laugh and laugh and laugh.

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