In my sombre room I stay
Staring into emptiness
Melancholy fills the air
As I realize She will never return
Mirrows are windows
Into Her World
I still remember that misty night
When She emerged from the great oval mirror
To haunt me in my dreams
And take me to the profoundness of Her being
Immersing in Her soul
Unveiling Her misteries
Her eyes are two views of infinity
Her absence drives me to insanity
Precious memories of the distant past
Now echo deep inside my mind
She's left me here with the taste
Of Her blood in my mouth
Precious memories
That grieve my heart
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