Me

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Reflection growing shorter,
Mind speaking louder.
Soul growing stronger,
Skin feeling colder.

Where have I lost,
Walking way far.
looking around me,
Where can I see me.

Looking past time,
Hearing my aging voice.
Feeling my cold touch,
I still want my mind grow.

Stumbling past every step,
Facing back pitch darkness.
Wish this wasn't my step,
But where can I find myself.

Looking ahead on the glass,
The soft cheeks dripping tears so sad.
Ropes grinding on the skin so hard,
Where have u been this long?

Stretching my will to see you,
Why can't I reach you?
What takes me away from you?

Why don't I approve of you, knowing you are who I am build above.

Z.f

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