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The devil’s mirror
    broken into a billion shards
        has stabbed you in the chest
The shard wedges itself in
Buries itself deep
Ready to do more damage

Why do I even try?

I am forgotten
It seems you don't know who I am
A rejected stranger threatened with exile
    (once again)

A single tear of repentance and compassion
        (not regret or pity)
    could have washed it away
You scratch its cold burning itch with violence
    and shrapnel shoots from your heart
    My ribs now feel the sting
You pierced mine

You are not recognised
I no longer know who you are
What I felt is not there
    I don’t love you any more

The heat of our hearth
    Smothered by rage
        Flooded and drowned with
The hate in our hearts

The spark is extinguished
The flames have lost their
    light and warmth
The smoke disappears
    into the cold air of the night
Pitch black night

There is no trace of me
My ashes scatter in the harsh winds
No memory remains of who you were

I am nothing but an empty thought
Confined to a hollow shell

Bones crumbled
A dry thin layer of my skin remains
    flaky
        brittle
            withering

When it cracks
    The shards will spread further
More hearts will be wounded
Turned to frozen bare rock
Eroded into grinding, coarse sand
    Creeping into every crevice
Dusting
    Burying every surface
Defiling every other thought
Soiling every emotion
Polluting all feelings and actions
    All workings corrupted

We are too barren now
    to cry and be contrite
We can't expect growth
    We do not evolve
What awaits our children?
Will there ever be an end?
    No one will be spared
VIROR OMNIS INTERIT

What have we done?
        What have we done?
What have we done?

We have not washed and cleansed
We have not atoned and purged
We can’t be purified of this intrusion
The thorns have only dug deeper
    and bled us out
All flesh turned to dead marble
Every fire to dry ice

We have not stopped this evil
No will to yield and repair
    No one wanted to heal
Too proud to let go of this pain
    All organs now fail to feel

Bound to the bitter poison
    Not the sweetness
our lips once distilled
        and the threads
our hands used to weave

Tongues become swords
    fingers sharp knives
        gazes daggers
            wishes curses

fight
    battle
    war
        attrition
        scorched earth
            rancour
            blind rage
Too late to regret
    all is consumed

The wound tears
    a cleft
    a cliff
    a rift
    an abyss

the shard a stake
a spike holding our head
a spear cutting our side
never laid a bridge

    What have we done?
We are no longer there
    Where have we gone?

The thought
    I have been reduced to
    follows the fate
    of the exhausted fire
    of my love for you

It has no place
    loses meaning
    turns into gibberish
a last cry of agony
    then
        sputtering
            retreating noise
until its faint rumours fade
    no longer to be heard