reflections of me in a dirty glass Metro ..
alien to me I see a person looking at me.
who are they really?
my current certainties are really?
possible that the emotions you feel for another human being so I scombussolino its existence?
is as if with his defiant expression safe and the reflection was pushing me to take a road certainly more difficult and tortuous.
I wonder if he is right, or if I burn first chance to get something.
the end dare I already know that even if they are terrified by the response you get.
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