I stare into my face
We are connected by solitude
Together tied in chains of despair
Not a gleam of hope
Mentally enslaved nameless
Having no future and no past
I look at myself from
The surface of a black lake
Mirrors call
Mirrors melt
Mirrors take me out of here
What the silver moon sings about
In eternal collapse at night
What i am looking for
In the empty skies (empty like me)
A swallow of freedom sticks in my throat
When the sun goes down
In the mirrors of despair
There is only my face
words : Comatose Vigil
image : Regina Lafay
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