Jan 22, 2010

A MIRROR

From where i stand i can see you kid
cursing your fate for growing old
dropping your shoulders and lowering your head
you're beautiful but you're not aware
that life is such a bad joke.
See, being deaf is being relieved and going blind is what you seek
you lost connection with this world and you deny everything
you know the plot
you played this role and know it all
still how can you live without actually living.
I can connect to your hunger.
I haven't seen such grace in negative space.
You know that mirror broke seven years ago,
isn't this the time you've been looking for so long?

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