I'm An Illusion
I'm an illusion
I'm not here
You think you see me
Only when I let you
When I reveal my secrets that don't hurt to release
Not half as bad as the ones that stab at my insides and I am sworn to secrecy
My mind resides under a guarded bridge
Not guarded by me but by my inhabitants
They don't want me known
They won't let me go
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The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
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