by Confined
I am a mirror.
Self consuming.
Merely reflecting emotions,
Staring you in the face.
And if I am not really worried,
Would it really bother me?
I am a mirror.
Consuming you.
There is no other in this room;
Full colour,
There are no greys here.
When im dreaming,
Im holding you
And
I never want morning to come.
Submission date : 2009-11-04
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