Igor
Igor
Who are you, staring at me with the eyes of an accuser and judge?
What are you? My alter ego eternally reproaching me, Or the spirit, my evil spirit slowly consuming me?!
Perhaps you're a spy skilfully hiding, continuously beating me with suspicion; dumb, when I want to speak to you, and foolishly eloquent when I can't respond to you?!
Who are you, staring at me with the eyes of a merciful and executioner? What are you...
My deepest regret for a crime I didn't commit, or a false witness who spiced up the accusation with slander?
Who are you, staring at me with the eyes of judgment? "What are you, Igor..."
Igor Tintor
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