Faceless stranger
We are as silhouettes they say
Trying to reach each other through shattered glass
That serves as a thin line, as a reminder
Of all the horrors of our past
Our faces unrecognizable
From the distance we must now keep
Bound by ropes and wires of society
When you meet me in my mind I weep
Because we fell apart as one person
We become strangers we become unknown
The closeness we used to share was broken
By the throwing of someone else's stone
So now I no longer know you
But the faceless stranger in my dreams
Haunts me with an echo
Of your voice and your tears and your seams
I know that he is you my love
I know that your presence is here
I know you wouldn't dare let go
I know because I live in fear
Fear that your voice is an old refrain
Fear that your face is was made in my imagination
Fear that the way that you held me was a dream
Fear that you are just a hallucination.
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