We speak a broken language
we mirror
we fall and forget
and stumble into broken shards
of the mirror
that cut us and make us bleed
the only way we can think to remember
our nature…..
were all masochists
because were stumbling on purpose
blood spilt on the other side of the world
makes us all anemic
Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 6:22 PM UTC
We speak a broken language
we mirror
we fall and forget
and stumble into broken shards
of the mirror
that cut us and make us bleed
the only way we can think to remember
our nature…..
were all masochists
because were stumbling on purpose
blood spilt on the other side of the world
makes us all anemic
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