from moon beam - Wednesday, April 28, 2004
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Sometimes I get the feeling that I'm not here at all,
that every face is a reflection in a huge almighty pool.
And when that water is disturbed, by hand or stick or stone,
then all the faces disappear, and I am left alone!
I see all the faces reflected; some look vacant, some obscene,
some with fire in their eyes, a burning disguise,
some like love had never been.
But who are the one's that are reflections?
And who are the one's that are real?
And who, after all is just a mirror to what everyone else wants to feel?
It's easy to be lost in nothing,
you fall till you can't fall anymore
But break out with feelings that break the reflections
and the mirror is smashed to the floor.
So one day I'll empty the water,
I'll shatter the mirror-- you'll see!
Then they'll be no more reflections,
just a simple reality---------ME!
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