The Looking Glass
Marching through the storm
Taking up arms against the night
Erasing sense & losing form
Without sight there is no right
Judging the world from my podium
Sitting up high away from sympathy
I've lost all my empathy
I wrote the book on abysmal insights
Wandering from east to west
Invited into the world as a guest
Visiting without a visa
Reading the works of Tesla
Driving through the universe
Venturing through the galaxy
A requiem was erected to all of man's travesties
Traversing from light to dark & all its spectrums
A specter looking back at me from within
Projecting fears into the mirror
Reflecting truth found within
My reality found within
The mirror of my imperfections.
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