Tiny shards of broken glass
Slice through my hand as I reach towards you
The mirror broke, I saw your face
I held my hand out and grasped thin air
You’ve been a ghost to me for years
I lost you when I blinked.
You were the shadow of my eye,
The apple rotting on the tree.
My amaranth, my fleeing dove
My life that ends so fast
You haunt me in the space behind
The mirrored, shining glass.
angry, seeing red
can't breath
i'm scaring myself and everyone else.
buried alive
can't see
i've lost all i am and can't find myself.
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