I glare through this window,
at the person who hurt me.
I shout at that lost soul,
and tell him he must leave.
But it's no surprise,
the window is a mirror.
And the person inside,
my words he can't hear.
What I say to him,
he says right back at me.
And what I see in him,
he sees the same in me.
The mirror shows all,
every fault and flaw.
And when I look inside,
it's impossible to hide.
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