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I look in the mirror I look into my vacant empty eyes at the end of the emptyness I see a cave made of ancient ice Shackled palms Shackled feet Frozen chains Broken me Stalactites formed from out my eyes frozen fear Frozen breath Shackled panic attacks Frozen sweat Ice sheets for clothes Frozen trap I walk into the cave enjoy the beautifull frozen white I grab a stalactite and stab my shackled self right in the heart The spike slowly turns red I look at myself and he says: I thought you'd forget, will you come back? "No." I turned my back and I left.
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 4:58 PM UTC
No Mercy for Myself
I look in the mirror I look into my vacant empty eyes at the end of the emptyness I see a cave made of ancient ice Shackled palms Shackled feet Frozen chains Broken me Stalactites formed from out my eyes frozen fear Frozen breath Shackled panic attacks Frozen sweat Ice sheets for clothes Frozen trap I walk into the cave enjoy the beautifull frozen white I grab a stalactite and stab my shackled self right in the heart The spike slowly turns red I look at myself and he says: I thought you'd forget, will you come back? "No." I turned my back and I left.
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 4:58 PM UTC
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