Walk with me to the shore
where no painting i need as a decor.
Are you for real,my friend?
Or,is my mind so fragile as to bend.
Are you an illusion?Are you a spirit?
Are you my loneliness or are you an unknown guest?
I cant remember seeing you before
Nor in the night when I have those frightful dreams
or when the sun through my window,beams.
Oh,now its clear as the clouds have gone
I see your face;Its mine but,just redrawn
I thought you were the friend that i always needed
But,you are the mirror I look into
answers that i need;I don't know what am going through..
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