The Gray Mass of Torment

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The gray mass infiltrating that which is no more.

That nameless sensation which you held – CAUGHT- no longer able to breathe...inhale.

No more willing to expose and release…its containment within.

The reflection fades into the haze of confusion…meaning collapses….the mirror shatters pulsating unrelentingly piece by piece- fragment by fragment piling onto itself.

The Mirror NOW the empty hollow impression of the numbness of agony.

Reflections….reflections grow dim – engulfed in the blanket of  refusal to face the barbarity of surreal inevitability .


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