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~~Bitter sweet smoke~~
your mind is a mirror reflecting what was,
images dance inside,
rainbow shadows,
sweet like smoke,
your thoughts become more frantic,
the dance begins to slow,
the rainbows to fade,
the smoke no longer sweet,
you thought are becoming an inky pool,
despair,
sarrow,
hurt,
the images dance no more,
they drown,
the rainbows are choked,
and the smoke is now a toxic gas that sears,
a crack spreads like a spider web across your mirror image mind,
and the fragments fall like a shower of broken sunlight,
you lean over,
and gaze down,
at the fragmented peices,
so sharp,
and in their haunting reflection you see,
every peice of you,
every emotion and tought,
staring back at you,
with the exact same thought,
dancing around you,
who am I?
and what have i done?
 nightmareswings · Tue Apr 11, 2006 @ 02:03am · 0 Comments |
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