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Mirror
You
Quiet misfortune
Give me your self
I will breathe my providence into you
Once and twice
I would give you my soul
Thrice
I would walk empty till death
For you to gasp just once the airs of passion
Wallow in yourself again
Blame me for your misery
Tell me what I’m given is taken
from others
from you
And believe it
Write me your antagonist, your bane
Read this as your truth and never doubt it
Never doubt yourself
I’ll be your enemy
I’ll be your forlorn forgiveness
I’ll be your enemy
Quiet misfortune
Give me your self
I will breathe my providence into you
Once and twice
I would give you my soul
Thrice
I would walk empty till death
For you to gasp just once the airs of passion
Wallow in yourself again
Blame me for your misery
Tell me what I’m given is taken
from others
from you
And believe it
Write me your antagonist, your bane
Read this as your truth and never doubt it
Never doubt yourself
I’ll be your enemy
I’ll be your forlorn forgiveness
I’ll be your enemy
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