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The Mirror's Edge
Chase what chases you,
And you'll never be the bird of prey.
Tell your lies to sunsets skies
And live to die another day.
In this game of incognition,
No one is ever above suspicion.
Discontent to be still,
But afraid to break free.
The present always dies
In future memories.
A desperate man with a broken chip,
Forsaken souls on a fever trip.
A faded shadow on the mirror's edge,
An empty shell of a broken pledge.
Left in this prism
To dig my own grave,
There's no name to call
And no one to save.
a pleasant to read
a pleasant to read darker/grey piece... course I have been partial to dark poetry for a long time... usually very deep.. this piece is no exception to that... well done
Good poem
Well done!
I like your style XD
I like your style XD
thanks dude. :) like your
thanks dude. :) like your stuff as well, in particular, Broken Wings.
Satisfied
I really enjoy your poetry. Everything fits together perfectly, and it makes perfect sense. Could you take a look at what I've written and give me some feedback?
- Zachariah
yeah, absolutely. thanks for
yeah, absolutely. thanks for taking a look at mine. :)
love reading your work, you
love reading your work, you have great talent - keep writing!
Thank you :)
Thank you :)