I am just a shadow, a reflection of my self.
like a broken mirror those strange eyes of my looking back.
back on what? and why?
The random of object in my head starts to spin, spin and psin, faster and faster.
The reallity is soon gone, and left is just a shell of what i was...
As i is bound to die by the sun, i need it to sureviwe. Is hell no more hell and my toughts just a memory? how nows? are we really here together, or by our self in forewer blindness? The time is passing , and nothing really matters.
the sun is cold and the moon is not at all.
My eyes are bleeding as it all goes black and empty...
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