Hall of mirrors

Walk through the hall of mirrors, Where Different faces watch my every move, Some seem familiar yet others just strangers, Their eyes watching with barely concealed hunger, The tormented and tormenting hanging side by side, Innocent souls playing next to tortured demons, All awaiting their brief moments of freedom, While Avoiding looking into dead eyes of the forgotten,  Yet still […]

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Many faces of madness

We are a dark broken heart and soul and there’s not enough stitches in the world to sew us back together, a mind not so much shattered but that which was never whole in the beginning, born like all with a myriad of possibilities but forever denied the right to become complete and rise toward to light… Demons wearing the […]

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