This is simple,it is the consent battle that I have within myself, and I am sure you do also.I guess a rageing battle is better than complete surrender to your enemy though.
Two in the Mirror
I open my eyes
All that I see
Is the man that I am
Staring back at me
No reflection distorted
This image is true
Not just in the single
No a reflection of two
The man that I am
Then the one I see
One is the present
The other a hope to me
This I live with
These faces in there
In seeing the other
I know is all fair
Known.. neither one
Can live with the other
Though they are related
In soul they are brothers
What split the image
To make the two
Who moves the mirror
To change the true view
This can not go on
These two in the glass
One will continue
The other must pass
Must go forever
So, the other can stay
Only one twin survives
It firmly must be this way......
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