By Faceless Mirror

In the deepest underground I feel no fear.
Nothing can make my body shake,
thus the walls are white!

I'm lost in myself, no one will hear.
Unanswered, it's the birth of silence,
leaving a dying man behind!

A peaceful dream, random as reasons.
Slipping through the tip of my fingers,
fragments of vast memories.

The sea of constant changing seasons.
Winter awaits and autumn arrives,
repeating the same song for centuries.



With the colors of autumn snowflakes fall.


Tranquility!




© Faceless Mirror

Submitted By venus

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