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Stolen Identity

Why is it so hard for me to believe you're unreal?
Yet it was the easiest thing to let you steal
A heart and soul through a broken window
The face painted on a faceless mask in shadow
A photo stolen here and another one from there
Is there anything about you that is real?
Are you even you? Perhaps you're just a fantasy screw...
Can anyone say? Or even say your name and know
If the sound that slips across their lips
Could be a rhyme from some unknown poet, another fool
Who fell for your lies as he fell to his knees
When the gaze from your eyes made him whisper please
But fooled he was for yours were not the ones framed in red
But were stolen from a Clairol ad instead
Written by Poetryman
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