My dead reflection...I woke up this morning and found myself dead. The person in the mirror was looking at me. She wasn't blinking. In her eyes I saw deep sorrow and fear. When the world disapperared from her eyes the look became endless... The emptiness dazzled me...My dead reflection...
Screaming SilenceHe lived silently in veil of screams Embraced by his fears: Fears of breath, fears of death Hope and madness.Screaming Silence
I met him once,
Vain, in shame; He was looking up the sky
Reaching for the deepest mind.
I took him by the hand
And led him back to sand: 'O storm, live in me!', I prayed to thee.
I found him curved anew In the field of pain and tears, He was quiet like a tomb As he won all his fears.
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"I'd rather be a crying little pussy than faggie goth kid" - butters leopold scotch
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