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The Impression
You sat across from me.
Smiling as much as you please.
I sat there with tears in my eyes.
Waiting waiting hanging on your every word.
You asked me what do I see.
What is seen when looking in the mirror.
I smiled ever so slightly.
I don't see me if you want to know.
You sit there and write things down.
You think you know me through my mask.
My mind is running a 1000 words.
I keep thinking about whats perfect to say.
You lay your pen down.
Lean closer towards me smiling.
I start to panic because I know you got me.
You have figured me out and I don't know how.
Then you say all so quietly.
The impression I had on you.
I correct you of course.
You have made me smile, what a great impression on me.
~*~Kesha~*~
