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Schlitz
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Thoughts are not that well
A day of work and stress
I look in this small comb mirror I keep
It only shows my eyes
Every glance makes me stare
Just that look of nothing
I stare and stare till I have to work
Then I do it again
What is this
And whom am I
I continue to hold it once again
Wow where have you gone
That reflection hurts
I then look at my lips
They don’t move
Set in a way I can’t explain
Reaching out and slowly caress the mirror
Hoping to mold my fears
One last look
It’s like I’m not there
My eyes don’t share
Life is no more
I’m held by this force
A day of work and stress
I look in this small comb mirror I keep
It only shows my eyes
Every glance makes me stare
Just that look of nothing
I stare and stare till I have to work
Then I do it again
What is this
And whom am I
I continue to hold it once again
Wow where have you gone
That reflection hurts
I then look at my lips
They don’t move
Set in a way I can’t explain
Reaching out and slowly caress the mirror
Hoping to mold my fears
One last look
It’s like I’m not there
My eyes don’t share
Life is no more
I’m held by this force
i have to remain at top sassiness, even though my inner sass is struggling
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