What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see the man you will never be?
What do you hear when I talk to you?
Do you hear the logic you never knew?
What do you feel when I hold your hand?
Do you feel lost in treacherous sand?
What do you think of when I call?
Do I make you feel little and small?
What’s to dread in an embrace?
Other than your own disgrace
Why can’t you look into my eyes?
Have you been telling me lies?
You think over me you have power?
Let me show you how big boys cower
You are just a big shadow of a little man
Following my reflection as if you really can.
مبادرة مروة رخا للنشر الالكترونى
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Wednesday, January 7, 2009
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