Me and You

Every original thought once lost in arrogance

Became denial from words filed, with fists drawn now recompensed.

Desensitized in the times as ego birthed an era's kid.

As an Aries mind seeks to find

Burning tongues through ember lips.

War to the battlements. 

Artillery: a former friend

Cannoned blastings sound

Sword and hilt for global trends.

Mirror: our enemy

Destroying what we see.

Could we break the shell shock,

From the face that eats from our silver walls?

Bullets spray our bedrooms

Penetrating the clothes that we out-grew

Ruby thoughts with doom

A face in a sink in a washroom.

A place we lay, Xanax blues,

A chariot of death at our shoes,

Reflections stare, and then there are two

A familiar face: me and you... in the mirror.

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