A Mist of Me
bodies broken, soul is bent, gazes in mirror, where have i went? my face now strange,
jumbled shapes, lay in the bed, so full of rage! :angry watches as my life passes by, one
person at a time, no longer do the see me, as a shadow, im now defined. easiest is left
alone, words spoken, never heard, i am witnessed, never seen, touched yet never felt, what
is this do you ask? A LIVING HELL
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