There is nothing here but my filthy stare

There is nothing here but my filthy stare,

As I look within the mirror of my own despair,

Fade away you gruesome care who dares,

Ride you away I have got not to share,

There is nothing but me with myself in my lair,

Stumbling we find a way to disappear,

What is there to be it isn’t there,

Not here, not there, it is nowhere,

I see into this mirror and I see not a single sight,

Thousands live in me and not one gives back a fight,

Break I this glass without a moment’s care,

Shattered pieces give me not but a glare of my faith,

I have not got even now what could have killed me here,

Travel it would have me to peace there,

Inside the mirror I am now unable to share,

I have now gone beyond that reflecting despair,

And now not is but me sulking in dark here,

I can never go across seas, I cannot go over there.

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