mirror person

In the glassware

Small and sharp

A reflection stalks us

In the dark

We hide,

Yet no one near

Will stop it while the mirror's here

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Heading round the corner there

We whisper words to calm our fears

It's strange to think about how we feel

How every sound makes us jump, so real

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Two months later it's hard to think

As the moon's reflected in the kitchen sink

Everything feels so black and white

The dust and grime blurs what should be right

.

I wished upon a shooting star

That all reflections near and far

Would leave us be to sleep and snore

Dreams and dreams with pain no more

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But oh, of course they laughed and said

How little thought we have in our heads,

My wishes ignored for the simple fact

That we must earn respect back.

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In a world not far from now

The reflection's stopped to drink, alone

It's strange to see how from place to place

How much we learn, how much we've changed.

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To the tune of Bang Bang - My Baby Shot Me Down by Nancy Sinatra and from the Kill Bill soundtrack.

The song has been stuck in my head. It is slowly driving me crazy, I think.

I also think that is an understatement, and not the worst.

Thanks for reading and whatnot.

-Red :)