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I'LL
BE YOUR MIRROR
Rest
here and take joy, stop your fleeing.
Not
in a lifetime will you escape my seeing.
Your
counter chemicals, purchased Elysium,
Ease
a restless heart broken by tedium.
I
see you on the other shore, your isle of madness.
I'll
be your mirror, show you your gladness.
As
on a silver screen your course of collision.
Not
this, nor any, scene escapes my vision.
Your soul's been quarantined
by practiced derision.
What
does the ending mean? What 's your decision?
Come,
lie with me, give me your confession.
Say
now, lay round; I'll be your reflection.
I
see you on the other shore, your
isle of madness.
I'll
be your mirror, soul in the balance.
Oh
baby, cry no more of your ransom sadness.
I'll
be your mirror, show you your gladness.
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