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a dark hand closes around a still beating heart. the pain is drowned out by a humming. the most angelic voice is in your ear. " i love you", it murmers. you want to believe it, so badly. you reach for the voice. but it moves away. it never gets past arms length... you look into the voice and realize, its yourself. the voice is of another, but the body is your own- thats the illusion of a mirror.