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by katimugambalon

A washed-up mirror in a dingy bath—
I look, yet I do not see.
A forgotten bottle in a broken sink—
I choke intermittently.

"Why? Just answer why."
I glare at you and you lower your eyes.

"How could you? Why do this?"
I hear only silence, I see you bite your lips.

I understand.

Solitary shadow— it looms about:
It wails and groans, so I heed.
Its putrid breath pierces my crimson eyes,
I hear not, I fathom the deed.

I close my eyes,
I only remember,
The bitter taste of cold metal that burns my tongue.