Who decided that when I laugh,
tears should drip from my tongue...
Winged mirrors carry my thoughts aimlessly
glistening crystals of sky reflecting my sombre...
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My mirror mocks my image daily...
Looking back demoralises
paths trodden that deserved...
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Lucky are the ones who bleed...
Misery and sorrow have taken my sinful soul in...
Ripped apart, turned inside out, cast aside with...
I am that which is blind, but sees all the truth...
I am that which is deaf, but hears all the voices...
I no longer cut,
But the temptation is still there...
Staring out the darkened window
watching all the passing cars...
An apple fell on the ground,
and Newton discovered the Universal Law of...
He crushed the butt of his
cigarette into the sun-bleached...
Here i sit with my bag packed
Wishing there was another way...