Beyond the Glass

I gaze upon you
A perfect copy of myself
Yet the lens must be broken-
Because it's not me looking back

I reach out to touch
We join
Cold,flat, lifeless

Something stirs in my mind,
You are me-
I am you,
But your ghostly shell
Leaves me poundering

What are you hiding
Beyond the glass
With a frozen hollow stare.

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