Mirror, mirror everywhere
The funhouse game of I
I’ve stared so deep into them all
I fear to trust my eye
They twist, contort, stretch my form
So honestly they lie
But how I choose to see myself
Is nothing more than mine

Stranger, stranger everyday
This madhouse game of we
I swam so deep into abyss
I fear I near lost me
I twist, contort, gasp for air
Dishonestly I try
But in the end there’s nothing more
To be than I and I

A truth for none
A truth for all
Reflections of the light
A lie for one
A lie for all
Refractions of delight


About dialectetus

You can't look twice at the same profile... eh it works for streams. Do the same electrons remain trapped in the same place in the same server until I change this profile? I would think not, but I'm no physicist. If so, I feel bad for those little particle men. Words are spells. One spells words. At least, that's what they tell me...
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