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I step up to the glass

As you stare you harass!

You peer into the mirror

To see yourself much clearer

But what you really see

Cannot be pictured as me

I am the illusion that you see in the glass,

I can hear your cries echoing in my grasp

Can you see me reaching out for your soul?

Now I see you out of control

You're about to break the glass

Now I have the power to reach the mirror

You can now see me clearer

I am you and nothing more

I am you don't fear it anymore

The illusion is just yourself