In the darkness of my room,
I laid down
Thinking about my dream
Dream or reality?
I don't know.
I just remember a girl
Bruised, maimed and injured.
Why?
I don't know
I don't remember
I recall her pretty face
Big round eyes, pretty skin
I recall her injuries
Scalped skin, showing meat
I wanted to get up
To help her
To fix her
To collect her
As,
She scattered in air
Like a fine dust to disappear
No matter how much I try
I failed her,
Her injuries won't go away
She just looked at me
Whimpering through the mirror.
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