The Mirror

Thu, 11/27/2014 - 15:25 -- MPrach

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A transparent shadow always appears beside a man.

No matter where he may go

It approaches him.

Looking into it, he see the boundaries of life and death.

It resembles all feeling of the psychological world

Its eyes reveal everything and nothing

Showing a masquerade of happiness,

with the interior layer of absolute sorrow.

The man reaches to this broken soul, attempting to save it from this hell

only to realize the devastating truth of it.

The secret that was hidden from every person around him was that one thing was different.

One thing that separated its complete agony and his own life

was the mirror of reality.

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