Mirrors
when i look into the mirror
i think i'll try to pass
but as its world draws ever nearer
my hand my stops on the glass
i shatter it, reflected in its spiderweb
and the mirror traps my soul
imitating my fragile psyche
and as i feel the pain inside
my soul is turning cold
hope is that which is destroyed in the end
Copyright © Syd Floyd | Year Posted 2010
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