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when i look at the mirror,
i get a reflection,
but what does it mean?
i can't come to my sense it's me.

i look at the ground when i look at you,
you look away,
at what i've done,
at what i could've done,
to us,
to you.

i didn't mean it,
i don't know why i did.

people stare,
and i don't understand,
what do they see?
or do they look right through me?





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