Copycats pass you by,
And leave so much behind.
Darkened to the deepest corners of your mind,
You feel the dawn; but close the blinds.
Are you ready to be alone?
To live without the clones?
How much of you did they own;
Are you ready to be alone?
There\'s not enough of him to be complete,
As bone and blood puddle at your feet.
Don\'t fret on his broken defeat;
He never was really seen-