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The eyes, looking so cold
Condemn failure and seek
for perfection what will never be attained
They're judging the denying face which stares back,
a bewildered revelation
Show me objectivity
And let these eyes judge again
You cannot touch what you can't ever obtain
I'm inexhaustible as well as empty,
in my bitter search
My words are yours,
my voice speaks for your thoughts
I am your mirror without remorse,
your reflection without doubts
I fall and fall,
I must learn from the bruises,
the scars will be my guide
There's no excuse in ignorance
No time for weakness or regret
Face your mirror without doubt,
your reflection without remorse
If knowledge was wisdom,
and wisdom the key to inner rest,
teach me...
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