Saturday, July 30, 2011


...between the mirrors
face to face
you found youself
shadowing appart
climbing the tree of mistake
and wisdow so fake
like shinning eyes on a water reflex crying at the moonlight

...between a mirror wall
grab your soul and a doll
breathing in mute whispers
rape the time counting liars
and fall
there is you
there is me
there is something
like putrid ashes burning tragedies
laughing madness jokes failed calls
lack of dreaming lands...

...brave are the dark laws of life

...between the mirrors
face to face
you found emptiness.

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