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I press on the elastic sheet, I'm breathing through a slice |
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Are they worms or are they serpents? Bubbles through the ice |
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The source was quite invisible, the ever present voice |
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While skating both legs tracing different shapes, I made my choice |
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Mimicking the image in whose radiance I bask |
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I'm tied to him, or him to me depending who you ask |
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None the less reluctantly reflections tumble in |
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I slide with all the others on the wrong side of the skin |
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He's fallen on the ice, it cracks |
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Will he plunge in and join me here? |
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He meets my eyes, to my surprise |
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He laughs in full light of my frown |
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My double wants to pull me down |
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Slipping on the friction slide my skin peels to the bone |
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The flesh I leave behind is something that is not my own |
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I beg my mirror image for a moment with my soul |
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He's pleading back, time to attack it's me who's in control |
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And every move I make, he's got a hand up just in time |
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He's throwing several punches and he's blocking most of mine |
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Defeated now, I sulk and squirm in my [Incomprehensible] frozen ice |
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Waiting, calculating till next he ventures on the ice |
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He's fallen on the ice, it cracks |
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Will he plunge in and join me here? |
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He meets my eyes, to my surprise |
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He laughs in full light of my frown |
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My double wants to pull me down |
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He's fallen on the ice, it cracks |
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Will he plunge in and join me here? |
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He meets my eyes, to my surprise |
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He laughs in full light of my frown |
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My double wants to pull me down |
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He's fallen on the ice, it cracks |
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Will he plunge in and join me here? |
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He meets my eyes, to my surprise |
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He laughs in full light of my frown |
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My double wants to pull me down |
