The Shattered reflections of dreams in a broken mirror.
The liquid glow of uncertainty from within is inviting.
Dare I touch it? What will happen when I reach inside?
My fingers graze upon the surface causing not only gentle ripples,
But also forceful waves and I push deeper.
Inside I see the past. My past. The one that I forgot.
Faces that smiled and sneered. Monsters and fears.
The shining light from within is isolated and enveloping,
It takes me on. The present and I see a new life.
Still not my size and no receipt. Emotions.
And in the shadows I see me and touch my face.
Bright shades of the future. A world in chaos yet peace.
The never-ending darkness and resonating light.
Pleasure and pain at the core of my being.
Blood. The mirror now jagged and blinding.
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