Silver slivers cover the floor.
Painful,
Sharp,
Tinged maroon and red
With my blood
Draining from my pumping heart.
Wet, crystal tears fall.
Salty,
Sour,
Making slalom trails
Down my Face
Starting from my pale, blue eyes.
The mirror that once Reflected me
Stands now a shell Forever empty
Crooked…jagged shard In my hand
Fighting… fighting hard Let it end.
Darkness… darkness falls Surrounding me
Silence… silence calls Wasted destiny
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