Look inside my soul and I swear you'll see yourself.
Like a mirror on your wall, you'll see no one else.
What else do you see?
Is it me?
Am I that someone you want me to be?
Collect yourself, because your mirror will shatter.
It will fall all over the place, spill and scatter.
Gather yourself, because you are tumbling.
I will tear you down, because I want myself to crumble.
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Really good poem. I may want to make use of this at some point, if that's ok with you.
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