This is something I wrote last night, but I'm afraid is a little too obscure, could you please guess what it's about. Don't feel embarassed to say something. Also, comments are welcome, but please don't correct me on grammar. It's called Copy and Paste.
Inside of me a war is waged
At times I think I’ve gone insane.
I start to think my mind is made.
And then walks in an unknown face
Whose appearance I then replace
With your tantalizing and forsaken grace.
In her I see that memory of mine
Your light brown hair, your dark brown eyes
And in this cozy trap I lie.
I want to get out, but I also don’t.
I like it there and decide I won’t.
And to this illusion I dote.
Reality checks in before long
My left half reminds me that you’re gone.
I grab my guitar and play a sad song.
My persona eventually becomes steady
At long last I think I’m ready
And then I see you again…and it’s deadly.
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