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The water from the reservoir
Is entirely stagnant.
As I hover the water,
The eyes of my reflection rendezvous.
In that moment I began to apprehend
That I truly looked demoralized.
The tears from my cheeks cascade,
And the still of the water is interrupted.
The soft undulations ripple away
Along with the depiction of my reflection
That had scarred the human psyche.
~ceramic-feelings
The color of mahogany
Begins to drape my thoughts
Until it's all I can see.
The difference between
Fantasy and Reality
Is really only
The difference between
Open and closed eyes.
~ceramic-feelings