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Like a ventriloquist’s dummy
Your thoughts are channelled through me
I only feel what you project
I only see what you reflect
When you’re gone I am nothing
When you’re near, I’m still not me, rather…
…whoever it is you want me to be

Like a classic movie
I make believe in every scene
A mystery, a true romance
A comedy, a song and dance
Whatever I think you need to see
In reality you’ve never met me
I’m as vibrant as the unlit screen

© Rob Hernandez 2012



A nice piece by Rob here, full of mystery and sadness.

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