What if
I loved you,
dear reflection,
would my
life still be the same?
What if
I tried,
dear reflection,
in this
madness to stay sane?
What if
I tried,
dear reflection,
to speak
up when being hurt?
What if
I tired,
dear reflection,
to move
away from all of the dirt?
Would I
be still,
dear reflection,
all the
same – helpless and vain?
Would the
world be,
dear reflection,
still all
about darkness and pain?
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