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it's only a reflection
and behind this there is leather
and behind that
sugar cubes
it's only a reflection
the mask eases off with the slightest touch
it's a midget hand
that guides us to anther land
it's only a reflection of
something that used to see
they say it isn't right
the way these lines form
at the end, this desolation
soap costs more
yet we're always unclean
it keeps you up most every night
the last thing you witness is the rain
it comes down like instant pain
it's only a reflection
and I'm perpetually annoyed
by something that used to be