Friday, 2 March 2012

Murderous Mirroring

I am drowning.
I am waiting for that hand
outstretched.
The outline
I can barely distinguish.
I can only survive
when I realise it's my own hand
reflected by my doom.
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  1. Colorblind3 March 2012 at 05:53

    we are often the cause of our own downfall. true words.

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