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Who is that person
That I see in front of me?
She looks just like me,
Mimics every one of my moves.
Her mouth opens when mine opens
It closes when mine shuts.
Sometimes I wonder what it is like
To live on the other side.
What is it like in that world?
What is it like living there?
Her hand is cold
And looks at this world with quiet eyes
The sad ones with forever changing colors
That looks at us with silent thoughts.
It can be clearly written in a book
That this girl before me has been hurt,
Destroyed and deprived of things
Far into the past. Killed all goals,
Strangled memories
And left soulless to look back
Upon me,
And plead for my help.
I wish I could,
But cannot live transfer to her land
Where everything seems the same as mine.
I can only sit here and watch
As time spins by
Sitting here,
Staring
In front
Of this
Mirror.

Description
Who is that person
That I see in front of me?
She looks just like me,
Mimics every one of my moves.
Her mouth opens when mine opens
It closes when mine shuts.
Sometimes I wonder what it is like
To live on the other side.
What is it like in that world?
What is it like living there?
Her hand is cold
And looks at this world with quiet eyes
The sad ones with forever changing colors
That looks at us with silent thoughts.
It can be clearly written in a book
That this girl before me has been hurt,
Destroyed and deprived of things
Far into the past. Killed all goals,
Strangled memories
And left soulless to look back
Upon me,
And plead for my help.
I wish I could,
But cannot live transfer to her land
Where everything seems the same as mine.
I can only sit here and watch
As time spins by
Sitting here,
Staring
In front
Of this
Mirror.