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the girl

the girl behind my eyes can’t see me
it’s like a phantom in glass, you see?
not quite an image, you can see right through her
but I see, that this wraith isn’t me.
whispers of malice I’ve never spoken
thoughts I should not dwell
I can’t escape, this dream is broken
she holds me in her covetous Hell.

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