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Scattered MirrorWhy deafen me, silence of that long ago dear to myself? Why do you not comfort? Why does your before comforting pillow of solitude turn to rock that smothers me beneath its solid walls. Locking me and trapping me. Leaving me. Is this what I am to become? A speck of forgotten memory floating past hallways of remembrance that cradled our laughter of bygone years or an afterthought that only drifts to the core of your mind in the deadest of nights when all other company is gone? You said my name, once, and said it with glee, with fondness and love, that deceivingly genuine love.Scattered Mirror by sukuangtou
Well, will you say my name now? Will you look at me with that same bittersweet glint in your eyes and take me in with the open arms I loved and craved? Will you even look at me now?
My nails, in times past a lion’s claw, now clipped and cracked.
My hair a tumbling mess of seaweed swept in the seas revolting waves.
Eyes dripping with the wild chaos that dances around my ankles wherever I set f