Out of the Dark
I'm scared of what you are, of what you represent,
You reflect back at me everything I fear and can not control,
Why? Why is it so hard to let go,
To accept the things I have no power over or sway,
You are the embodiment of everything I am afraid of,
I can't change you,
I can't fight you,
I can't make you bow to me,
I can't keep you,
Will it be easier when you are gone?
When I no longer have my mirror in front of me?
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