Insanity
She came to me.
So far, yet so near.
I knew her face, I knew her voice,
but who she was a mystery.
I found my self wordless.
I found my self without fear.
Her face forgot in, her voice unknown.
And then I knew.
Broken.
The mirror shatters.
Each shard a piece of me.
Each reflected memories.
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