Shattered
Shattered mirrors frame the walls
of empty thoughts in broken halls
All I wanted was some piece of mind
some silence in this wretched time
There speaks a man with no voice
and screams from unheard broken noise
You are left faceless, cold and swallowed
forever disabled, scarred and hallowed…
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