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I sometimes feel confused.

What are we?

What am I to you?

A friend? A lover?
Am I to be dressed
Like your favorite doll?
Displayed on your mantel
for all to see?

One day you are close, 
the next, you are out of reach.

And yet, why am I so afraid of
of losing you when
you aren't even mine?...