Conversations With the Mirror
I wonder who you are
what happened to your name?
Sometimes, I can feel you
you seem so familiar.
I want to ask, who?
something stops me
am I afraid?
Or, is it you wish
to remain anonymous?
Something in you seems so, sad
something in me holds back my tongue.
are these, your words?
What are you scared of?
Some days it is like you’re not here
and then some days you are.
Did you die?
Or, are you like me,
simply imaginary.
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