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Author: Suicidal Skies
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 6 - Published: 02-19-05 - Updated: 02-19-05 - id:1838943

My Gaze

Looking into the mirror,

I see me, broken and shattered.

Cuts and Bruises,

Cloud my Vision.

Gazing, ME!

This is your handy work.

My sobs, my crimson trails,

Mixed with clear purity.

Nothing! I am.

Tell me not what I already know.

Your eyes, sadistic and cruel.

Read me like a Book.

Tracing, Feeling.

Remembering my outline.

I can still taste your finger tips.

Promises, Promises.

Empty, no matter,

How full I feel.

I'm going to be claimed.

By You, By You.

Don't , tempt me,

Alone, Alive and Dead.

Threading through my black hair,

Kissing my plump cheeks.

Understand, I don't want this.

No...I don't want this.

Go away, Go away.

Closing my eyes.

The Mirror Shatters.

Is this the end?

Of course not!

Now it's time for another round.



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