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On the Wrong Side of a Double Sided Mirror (Manipulation and deceit contest)
I thought it was daytime.
In truth it was night.
I was kept in the dark.
Afraid of the light.
I thought I was alive.
In fact, I was dead.
What I though was fake
Wasn't just in my head.
I watched the fire burn.
Never smelled smoke.
Didn't notice the knife
That was pointed at my throat.
Got punched in the gut,
Never saw a fist.
I deserve all I get,
I don't know what pain is.
I never saw through the glass
In front of my eyes.
Put my hand through a ghost
But thought it was alive.
I was alive
And I thought i was dead.
I though it was real.
It was all in my head
In truth it was night.
I was kept in the dark.
Afraid of the light.
I thought I was alive.
In fact, I was dead.
What I though was fake
Wasn't just in my head.
I watched the fire burn.
Never smelled smoke.
Didn't notice the knife
That was pointed at my throat.
Got punched in the gut,
Never saw a fist.
I deserve all I get,
I don't know what pain is.
I never saw through the glass
In front of my eyes.
Put my hand through a ghost
But thought it was alive.
I was alive
And I thought i was dead.
I though it was real.
It was all in my head
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