Bridging the gap between who you are
and who you seem
proves much harder than
it used to be. Since
the loss of self and love and trust
I had lost myself.
And now
when the past comes welling up
from my eyes and the pages of
this give and take,
I am forced by a forced hand.
Turn into the mirror and
open my shut-eyed gaze
and find myself
to base a falsity upon.
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