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Contributed by
lookinglass
on
Wednesday, 8th February 2012 @ 05:47:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I stair at you, you have hair, who are you.
I look at you, you have skin warm to the touch but cold inside. A physical barrier but nothing within, who are you.
I observe the surface, aged and echoing of a time long since passed. A vestigial presance, forgoten by all, yet told on the skin.
I see you and recognise the face, empty behind, hollow, a void, not even a trace.. I recognise that face..
Its me..
who am I?
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