Grave of mirrors

by I HATE You.   Aug 18, 2006


I look around
Surrounded by mirrors
Reflections dance upon the ground
Releasing my childish fears

My eyes are dark
My skin is pale
My mind falls apart
For I have failed

Good and bad
I turn around
My soul so sad
Listening to its aching sound

I fall from the light
Laying in my mirror filled grave
Ive lost the fight
Try to be brave

My words has changed
But yours may not
My thoughts are hanged
As I lay here and rot.

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