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The Mirrors Contemplation
My mere shadow with the personality of a child
You're so joyous and free, not aware of your everlasting pontetial
Yet you talk of it as if all your questions have been answered and dreams fulfilled
Your past sits in the shade of your souls golden light
Only to have memories peek out and force you to become oblivious to your feelings
Nothing is the same, nothing matters, everything turns out to be irrelevant and misgudied
You're eyes show the lacking of mercy and remorse in your sinister, blank stare towards yourself and others
I can't help but watch you watch the seconds, minutes, and hours go by as your heart becomes frozen darkening the depths of your spirit
For a brief time period the concealed aggression is interrupted and you recover a sense of hope stemming from another sentient being
But my question is, for how long...
You're so joyous and free, not aware of your everlasting pontetial
Yet you talk of it as if all your questions have been answered and dreams fulfilled
Your past sits in the shade of your souls golden light
Only to have memories peek out and force you to become oblivious to your feelings
Nothing is the same, nothing matters, everything turns out to be irrelevant and misgudied
You're eyes show the lacking of mercy and remorse in your sinister, blank stare towards yourself and others
I can't help but watch you watch the seconds, minutes, and hours go by as your heart becomes frozen darkening the depths of your spirit
For a brief time period the concealed aggression is interrupted and you recover a sense of hope stemming from another sentient being
But my question is, for how long...
Published 5th Jan 2015
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