

Mirror ImageAn image of me, a broken pane. A mirror which won't reflect again. Smashed with a pebble, small and round, Splintered glass, an evanescent sound.Mirror Image
It's lying there, the peice that's best. It show's my nose, it put's me to rest. Noone understands what I'm going through, My bloodfall pours crimson, and turns to maroon.
Let go the glass, and it falls to the floor. I stop to think "What I'm doing this for?". I have my own problems, don't need yours aswell, So take a hint, bitch, and BURN in hell.
It's not that bad, and it's under control, The darknes
--
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
need help? ask me ^^
--
photoblog||flickr
Previous PageNext Page