Scarred Mirrors (44)
We lie, each in his own body.
Between us time has stopped.
It waits for someone to make the first move.
To surrender his loneliness.
Raquel Angel Nagler
Submitted: Saturday, August 31, 2013
Edited: Saturday, August 31, 2013
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