Mirrored emotions as if off silvered glass Nowhere to hide and yet nowhere to run Fear is inside, still he sees right to it Leaping on the chance, the chance to be free Seeing is one thing not quite believing If you can't touch it how can it be real? Nobody knows yet, but I think I've been there So many meanings. So many words If love is a feeling, what is it to feel love? Shadows are the future The past is yet to come Being knocked back with every shot Death is our only protection From life itself, a life down on Earth
Reason for writing:
None really!
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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