Gazing Through the Dirty Mirror
And all that, is lost
was never there.
lies of happiness,
In shards of burden.
a dream of colors,
awoken by dead cones.
even life, was
Never there.
Never there,
even life was
awoken by dead cones.
a dream of colors,
in shards of burden.
lies of happiness.
was never there
And all that, is lost. Inspired by Edgar Allan Poe
source for thumbnail: http://www.unsigneddesign.com/mirro.....r/IMG_4282.jpg
Oh, and If you look at it closely, it's a raven from birds eye view. thats neate.
but if you center it, it's a hour glass
Category Poetry / Abstract
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 90 x 120px
File Size 311 B
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