Hand pressed flat,
Against glass,
Inside the mirror.
Can you see us?
Fragments of selves,
Reflected.
Refracted.
Distorted cries for release.
Fallow existences.
Living mimicry,
Warped lives.
Beyond this purgatory,
Beasts like us can roam.
Auras reaching across continents.
Free us.
Please.
Free us.
Free Us. Please. Free Us.
