Easel

Absorbingly temporary
 Captured in some prose
 The tarnished tongue of one so young
 Who never will be old
 Tenure of the forged
 Facsimile for taste
 Reflecting all this friction
 Subsequent addiction
 You're not looking (through the glass)
 You just stare (at the glass)
 Forgot how to breathe again
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 You were nowhere around
 The striking out events
 That set me off my feet
 Put me on the streets again
 So, march the massing numbers
 The memory will reign
 Once a mere memorial
 The multitude of names
 You're not looking (through the glass)
 You just stare (at the glass)
 Forgot how to breathe again
 You're not looking (through the glass)
 You just stare (at the glass)
 Forgot how to breathe again
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 You're not looking
 You just stare
 I'll never, never lose your name
 You're not looking (through the glass)
 You're just staring (at the glass)
 My memory will always reign
 No, I'll never stop looking
 No, I'll never stop staring
 No, I'll never ever, never lose that pain