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A Twilight Goon
I am haunted by a ghost
They've no face only a mirror
The reflection evades me
No matter my scheme or how hard I try
They lure me by silent boundary
Stymieing my dreams so they're
Violent with curiosity
Chasing this glass face
It's taunting me
A race to contain my sanity
Crazed with restlessness here Im splayed
Eyes strained with wanting
Until weakness comes knocking
They flicker with stubbornness
Til they're sewn tight
And the mirrored face's identity
Melts in the morning light.
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