Reflection

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The reflection that I see

Can simply not be me

Its appearance is not one I know

But it claims to be

The person called me

And I let it live on like so

Like a hand without feeling

My brain not concealing

The feelings that simply aren’t there

The hand will be burnt

The feelings will turn

But the brain simply won’t let them out.

The emotions are gone

The body is numb

And I’m not myself anymore.

But it claims to be

The person called me

And I let it live on like so.

 

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