Circle Sight

It’s never a new thing

Always same old same old

Again and again

Continuous cycle

Endless circle

They stare with empty eyes and open mouths.

Lifeless, sightless souls without love.

Shards glint, edges sharp

The mirror is broken

You can’t see yourself 

Through others’ eyes.

The wolf messed with your vision

He is sitting in your kitchen

While you sleep tonight

He will eat your children

And you will act surprised

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