my reflection
and its in this,
in you,
the eyes that look at me
and reflect.
whomever you are
and wherever you die,
i look at me through you
and try to see me
as you do.
not to be as you want.
but to see if what i want
is looking back.
if who i am making
myself to be
is seen by you.
am i in there?
in you,
the eyes that look at me
and reflect.
whomever you are
and wherever you die,
i look at me through you
and try to see me
as you do.
not to be as you want.
but to see if what i want
is looking back.
if who i am making
myself to be
is seen by you.
am i in there?
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