| grim_mirror | ||
| Joana. |
The mirror does not tell who you are It slaps you in your face And reflects the grim of your heart A volcanic mass Black clouds gathering in To witness the bullfight Of the lost and despondent Red showers your eyes with rage You're entangled in this cold midnight hair You're trapped underneath its dark thickness And the sad moonlit views The violent swords of water Falling down from the sky The invisible drops that sew the pavement Into one million artificial patterns The polluted smoke Sandy water The mirror pulls you in And dizziness overcomes you It weights you down Down Down Further And further Inside its world Where everything is real And reality is only a nightmare of the truth The truth is only one lost illusion. |
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