

NothingI look into the mirror I see nothing The gazing eyes I see nothing The chocolate brown hair I see nothing The indented cheeks I see nothingNothing
I reach out to the mirror I feel nothing My hands begin to freeze I feel nothing My throat begins to tighten I feel nothing My knees become weak I feel nothing
I cry out to the mirror I hear nothing Loud cries of wonder I hear nothing Loud cries of help I hear nothing Loud cries of pain I hear nothing
I am nothing.


Death Is In ControlConfining the capacity Of a world not ment to be Surviving this corrupted land Surely is our destinyDeath Is In Control
Sorrow seeps inside Destroying what little is there The dead eating the living They cannot coinside
The lingering of life Allowed by only few While most feel the penetrating Of the condemming knife
The collection of souls An easy job to exacute Stuffing them into bags Forever dropping them in holes
Half the living doesn't want to die While the other half doesn't want to breathe The dead doesn't want to live at


CreationA black, hard cover Identicle to its opposite Confining what releases Imagination not farCreation
The spiral, a life line Keeping a tight hold Making sure this life Is not thrown away
Completion here Disaster there All begun By its creator
Emotions expressed Where the eye can see Its creators life Done for all
Some may enjoy While others may hate Those "other" opinion Mean what by nothing
Gestures made But none by offence All showing Respect for their life
Apearances
Nendili V2
Your gallery is cool and your talent great!
Take care
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I don't have time for this shit!
Trinity
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I believe in Jesus!
Frez
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love, tim
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Threnody In Velvet
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