The broken mirror asked me
' is it you'?
the gypsy woman singing a sad song
ten stars in ten fingers
whole universe in the palm
I exist! oh I really exist!
shall I have to feel it till the end?
the sweet taste
even the shadow can feel
just to menifest
just to open up
my unheard song
I uncover my heart
the BROKEN mirror
gypsy woman, her sad songs
existance and a mere nothing
just then the broken mirror again asked me
' is it you? '
I said hesitantly ' yes(or may be) '
it screamed and replied back 'LIAR'! ! !
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