Your Voice (9/20/22)

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I hear you

In me

As I call to

These distant

Yet nearby

I am the

Shattered mirror

A tattered legacy

To remain

Resemblance is

A cursed beauty

That terrifies me

By day

Breaks me down

In the night

Your tone is forgotten

Yet familiar

And existent

Within me

Your voice

Survives. 

 

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