2 The Mirror To Douglas
...Behind the mirror
Hide your days,
In front of always
Lying shadows,
Left to the sound, right to the echo,
In sated silence,
Empty say.
When you take off your coat of skin,
Your camouflage of graying hair,
Your glossy mirror
Turns transparent,
No longer showing
Me to me.
Your mirror gathers every hue.
It spies for me
When I'm not there,
In every tint of every layer,
No longer showing
You to you...
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