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Desolate

Desolate

A sharp knife
Aimed at nothing 
But translucent skin
Staring deeply
At a shimmering mirror
Smeared lightly 
By tiny photographs
And emerald squares
In the moonlight
A slight flinch
And unholy sounds
Of desperate cold screams

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