myrealmortheirs

[myrealmortheirs]

The Dance

We sway as if reflections in a mirror

Your movement's match on every step

The familiarity is intoxicating

But If I focus for just a moment

I notice that we are still missing ourselves

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The shadow

Why do you watch me

I have nothing to offer

In turn you offer nothing

Yet you haunt every side of my vision

I beg you to leave but you remain

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Axis

The world sleeps as mine carries on

Yet neither seem welcoming

A pause follows a pulse

Neither help to relief the regret

Both turn without my choice

And I remain powerless in my place

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The Act

My face smiles but shapes without feeling

Laughs echo out without a sense

At the core I am blank and uncaring

To the outside I respond as expected

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MIrror Offering

I pressed my nose into the mirror

and stared into whatever it was on the other side,

offering my life to be taken away

as it seemed fit for what I want

as it is by my own design.