Break me into little pieces, mirror shards and blood cells,

Atoms and wasted dreams; I'm unresponsive, you drift in

The dead space of my eyes,

You glitter like poisoned sunlight, toxic as a

Reptile, full of cold blood and immortality;

Bones made of metal and flesh made of glass,

Unresponsive and cold,

Cold like a million dying stars caught

In the folds of time.




The End

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