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Sick Mirror

When I look at you my stomach gets sick I don't know this person in my bed In my bathroom In my kitchen Walking around like you belong You pretend to love me but you don't You don't even like me You can't stand to be around me Only when the sun is out You need a lot of things But you don't want to be needed To need is too big of a risk You don't like to take risks Do you know who you are? Why not? Were you lost in the mess? How does that feel? Who cares? This you is me I see Hide the sick feeling Cover up the mirror

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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