Mirrors
Dead Empty Soul
05 Oct, 2015 01:20 PMSpeaking to an empty mirror It said, can't you see You are everything you want to be But maybe you are blind Seeing the world as upside down Tears drop down The crimson soon follows This is what you want to be But you were blind and couldn't see What had become of your soul So empty fragile and cold Is that your blood on your hands? Did you slit the throat of another man? The lust of the blood keeps you going Maybe forever but you can't keep moving
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Post a Comment08 Oct, 2015 02:24 PM
i absolutely love this poem !!!