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Eyes

What do I see in my eyes,

is it me or your disguise?

Do I see my I,

or perhaps it is my eye that sees me.

Too long to know,

Too soon to forget.

A deepest friend I've never met.

Another could never breath,

had I not known he wasn't me.

Do I need you to be free?

Is it me or my name that bleeds?

Too long to know

Too soon to forget.

The deepest is always the final breath.

For it is too long to know,

but too soon to forget,

That death bear's life's crest.

And should death begin anew,

perhaps the one I see in the mirror, is you.


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