Mirrors On the Wall
Sociopathic tendencies, dismantled and in parts;
Are you slowly dissipating, from all those poisoned darts;
Have you choked on stale anguish, over things you’ll never know;
And you’ve found no way of going back, because there is no place to go
Copyright © Leonard Taormina | Year Posted 2011
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