In the mirror glass I watch the world drift past, to fast, and deep inside you know i die.
The perfect love, the meaning of the poem is real it simulates your life
poem created (1/15/2018) until (1/17/2018)
summary/ purpose :/ none, just felt like writing today, this tune was stuck in my head for quite a while now. Needed to share. Will remove if asked/feel like it dosn't belong, it's not my work.