Kept it waiting for far too long...
Faces,staring at me,from million little pieces,shattered,
Potraying perfect distortions,that mirror,battered.
Dillicult to pick those pieces,with sharp shards strewed,
Attempt to glue them up,bloody futile (literally),my image,incomplete,askew.
Voice from those pieces,sharp,cacophonous,chaotic,
Trying hard to decipher them all,most of them mine,but distant,robotic.
Unable to put back together,those fractions of my whole,
Angry,I stamp over,crushing them fine,and they move apart,like those opposite poles...
Faces,staring at me,from million little pieces,shattered,
Potraying perfect distortions,that mirror,battered.
Dillicult to pick those pieces,with sharp shards strewed,
Attempt to glue them up,bloody futile (literally),my image,incomplete,askew.
Voice from those pieces,sharp,cacophonous,chaotic,
Trying hard to decipher them all,most of them mine,but distant,robotic.
Unable to put back together,those fractions of my whole,
Angry,I stamp over,crushing them fine,and they move apart,like those opposite poles...
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