There's light, ruckus and a rampage of sound.
You whirl as I do, fretting at our mutual confusion.
In a pang, panicked, passing by, you glare.
"Look at me!" Shrieking, you whine. "Look at me!"
I click off the light and look at you - my friend, my solace, my sanity.
In a blitz - I smash my love, the mirror, to bits.
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