Break it.
Break it.The mirror of life.
Reflecting on all our mistakes.
Showing us what we dont wanna see.
And yet we need it.
What if we broke it.
Smashed the mirror.
Watched the pieces fall.
No more reflection.
The timeglass of life.
Time runs like the sand.
Slipping through our fingers.
And yet we need it.
What if we broke it.
Scattered the sand to the winds.
Watched it fly away.
No more time.
Break it.
No more reflection.
No more time.
Only life.
Poetry by Nyorioko
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Written on 2007-11-19 at 02:33
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