I stare into my reflection, upon a dark abyss
My eyes a blurry stranger to me
Slow ripples of sanity subsist
I'm still not aware of what these unknown eyes see

Shadows of anticipation
Calm shores of memory
Gusting winds of insperation
With caring air for all to breathe

Whirl pools of heartbreak
Drowning romance
Harsh tornados of mistake
Predators that give you no chance

Sinister himself is what I see
Hope has ran to hide
The trap is set for you and me
So we shall do what we have always done and abide
 
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