Empty Mirrors
Empty Mirrors
Who stole the colored beads
from this kaleidoscope world?
Spinning around seeing no color,
relections of empty spaces,
seem to be the new order
Are they simply tarnished
crusted over from life given?
A mirrored world with no view,
lonliness the new axis,
where life has lost its hue
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