The Mirror.

Looking in the mirror
I see a face looking at me
Is it me or my father
I can not see

For the mirror is all foged up
Memorys of u Dad
Is all clogged up
Memorys fading as the mist on the mirror

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Where has it all gone
To hell, my life, my dreams
Why Dad, have u left us

Looking in the mirror
I see a face looking at me
Moking me
Taunting me
But in the end, it is just me

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