i reach out to touch the glass
a figment of forgotten past
stares on back through clear void eyes
an emptiness from deep inside
a mirror image of past mistakes
of pain and tears that streaked my face
shows on back through the mist and swirl
another life another world
a faded photo, a silent place
a cold and distances hurtful race
shattered glass and broken dreams
hurtful words and hate filled fights
a time long past filled of yesterdays
of sorrow, pain and anguish too
blood was shed in the name of truth
all this and so much more
you see within jaded crystal balls
hash reality and delusional wails
the judgemental and hypocrites
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