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Hollow Reflection
A dark, morbid reflection appears as I stare into glass
Harsh shapes make up the image I see!
Infamy, regret, blastphomy smeared across its forehead!
It looks to me and screams, "I don't want to be!"
I reach out to save to touch the one I see.
Cold and rigid... The numbness begins to wash over me.
The glass surrounding this un-named figuire begins to shatter around me.
The fallen pieces begin to cast a shadow only I can see.
I'm left with a fragile puzzle.
These pieces all to small..
All too fragile..
As I pull them together they just continue to deteriorate.
Scrambling them together I cannot decifer this puzzle!
Cuts.. Cuts appearing in my skin!
I can't stop this until my peace is pieced back together!
The morbid figuires shadow begins to cast over me.
A small weak voice shreaks from its inner core.
"I don't want to be! I don't want to be! Please just save me, save me from myself... Just someone please!"
Its sound.. Its sound scratching, clawing my ears!
I can't take it! Just make this noise end!
It's all stuck in my head!
It's sucking me in, this demonic thing!
Colors cascading all over me!
Blue on black, crimson, scarlet and shades of purple staining me!
It begins to question me, "Who are you today? Which color are you hiding from them? Why can't you just let them shine through? After all this is you!"
No no no!!! This isn't me!
This can't be!
Oh god, I don't want to be! Just please!
The image I saw becoming clearer as its inferno burns me.
I retrace its lines, I begin to see my own eyes...
This is me...
This is me!!
What I couldn't believe, what I thought I couldn't see...
That image in the mirror its so much clearer!
It's me...
My voice burning me deep inside!
My self infliction, all my negative highrises... Those are me..
If this is who I am..
Well, I.. I don't want to be.
Shatter my reflection!
Escape my inner hell!
Escape my own self!
No longer hear!
No longer see!
No longer feel my carved, scarred skin!
No longer will I be!
Someone please, just save me from me!
Change this hollow reflection staring back at me...
Harsh shapes make up the image I see!
Infamy, regret, blastphomy smeared across its forehead!
It looks to me and screams, "I don't want to be!"
I reach out to save to touch the one I see.
Cold and rigid... The numbness begins to wash over me.
The glass surrounding this un-named figuire begins to shatter around me.
The fallen pieces begin to cast a shadow only I can see.
I'm left with a fragile puzzle.
These pieces all to small..
All too fragile..
As I pull them together they just continue to deteriorate.
Scrambling them together I cannot decifer this puzzle!
Cuts.. Cuts appearing in my skin!
I can't stop this until my peace is pieced back together!
The morbid figuires shadow begins to cast over me.
A small weak voice shreaks from its inner core.
"I don't want to be! I don't want to be! Please just save me, save me from myself... Just someone please!"
Its sound.. Its sound scratching, clawing my ears!
I can't take it! Just make this noise end!
It's all stuck in my head!
It's sucking me in, this demonic thing!
Colors cascading all over me!
Blue on black, crimson, scarlet and shades of purple staining me!
It begins to question me, "Who are you today? Which color are you hiding from them? Why can't you just let them shine through? After all this is you!"
No no no!!! This isn't me!
This can't be!
Oh god, I don't want to be! Just please!
The image I saw becoming clearer as its inferno burns me.
I retrace its lines, I begin to see my own eyes...
This is me...
This is me!!
What I couldn't believe, what I thought I couldn't see...
That image in the mirror its so much clearer!
It's me...
My voice burning me deep inside!
My self infliction, all my negative highrises... Those are me..
If this is who I am..
Well, I.. I don't want to be.
Shatter my reflection!
Escape my inner hell!
Escape my own self!
No longer hear!
No longer see!
No longer feel my carved, scarred skin!
No longer will I be!
Someone please, just save me from me!
Change this hollow reflection staring back at me...
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