On the other side of the mirror..., page 1

On the other side of the mirror...
I see a man, or a woman - its hard to tell...

On the other side of the mirror...
I see a soul, trapped in a shell...

On the other side of the mirror...
Is a bazaar and empty place...

On the other side of the mirror,
I can taste your disgrace.

A place where thirteen gets you twenty; A place which plays pretend with $. A place so far away from few;

A place for some who waits anew...

And all the while I stay no longer - even if simply for the HUNGER. Time is now has come and gone - this is farewell - so so long...

Nine and Ten are all the same: But 1 and 0 will always remain. The fruit is ripe, see how it swells, feed the hunger, feed it well..

On the other side of the mirror - I.SEE.FATE.

(A.D. Martin, 2012)

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edit on 7/5/12 by ThatGuy45 because: "were it so easy..." (Thee Arbiter)