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You pull me from the depths of forevers of thought
elegantly twirled, though evidently caught
shaped by the vortex, virtuoso of pain
fluctuating truths from half flailing to half slain

   the mirror of water I'd rather not see
   if I peer in I see reflections of me
   contorting with torment unnecessarily
   ashamed that no peace ever sets me free

You hold my gaze, distract me from chaos
thoughts enter like an out of control seance
posture determined, focus enduring
soothed by the constant, sustained reassuring 

   the mirror exists even if out of view
   if I peer away could harmony accrue
   contorting decreases with distraction of you
   ashamed that I'm made up of all that's taboo

Composure of surface, compelling retreat
insight I can change, the demons defeat
held in your arms, a captor intense 
stronger even though you breached my defence 

   the mirror must smash, pieces be washed away
   if I peer beyond self I can change, this I pray
   contorting replaced with stillness display 
   ashamed it may only be maintained for one day

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