Beyond The Oblivion
by Jywell Buscato
As the shattered mirror
Strikes the broken heart
It bleeds by its horror
It can't end without a start
The eyes sees nothing
But a void within
The touch held something
Yet none sense between
The mirror tried mending its shards
Even with a touch, it's weak and fragile
As no flutes with no bards
And no roads with no mile
No figures were in my observation
Cause their hearts are soulless
That is beyond the oblivion
Of me being useless
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