Old Faces

Haven't I seen you before?

A face passing in a crowd

Vanishing inside a door,

Gone without a sound

Are you following me?

I know who you are

Again as you are in my sight

You disappear

I know you're haunting me

You're walking in my footsteps

There's nowhere I can flee

When you trace my every path

I know you aren't really there

Aren't you just in my head?

But I see you from the corner of my eye

I know you're not really dead.

The End

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