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**I cannot look into her eyes the soul of a mother long gone I hate my face in the mirror I dread the stranger within My sunken brown eyes are faded Like the falling sand, the statue of my self is erased Life is a joke, and I'm the clown I perform to an empty theater, and laugh at my own shadow The voices are in my head, the puppets and the songs the whisperers and the screams When I lay in the dark, alone, sometimes, I close my eyes, to the howls of the demons inside Mother, I'm married to the night Someday I had hoped, that when I'm done with my acts, Maybe, In the heavens, where you live We would laugh forever, Like we always did**
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 3:07 AM UTC
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**I cannot look into her eyes the soul of a mother long gone I hate my face in the mirror I dread the stranger within My sunken brown eyes are faded Like the falling sand, the statue of my self is erased Life is a joke, and I'm the clown I perform to an empty theater, and laugh at my own shadow The voices are in my head, the puppets and the songs the whisperers and the screams When I lay in the dark, alone, sometimes, I close my eyes, to the howls of the demons inside Mother, I'm married to the night Someday I had hoped, that when I'm done with my acts, Maybe, In the heavens, where you live We would laugh forever, Like we always did**
Sometimes I look into the mirror and i am not proud of what I have done, what I am , knowing deep within, that I have not made my mother proud. Maybe I never will...
#pain#death#family#mother#sad#lonely#life#love#dark#loss
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 3:07 AM UTC
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