As I peer into the reflection of my self, the image of distortion and remorse gazes back onto my eyes and reveals the truth of the matters towards the reflection of myself into which I peer.
But as our gaze’s fill with the smoky aftereffect of the future that is destine to become, I finally realize the meaning of the spoken feelings that were directed to my scared love.
But now those images begin to slowly loose coherence as the artificial solids assimilate the organs that define my essence of survival and smashes the mirror that the being that peers at me through shadowy eyes truly belongs.
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