Mirror

M etalic smile is it me?
or just a reflection of your misery?
Hollow skull, vacant eyes,
A distant sunset in sleepy skies.
A morbid voice - screaming loud,
Like a groupie in a silent croud.
Silver hair, long and free,
The hair of a salor out at sea.
Metallic smile, yes it's me
Let me take away your misery.

-Silver-

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