You can try
To drag your corpse back from dust
To bring it back to life like it once was
But they will never look at you the same
For your frame has shrunk
Your skin is white and your blood is cold
And there is nothing left behind your eyes
To prove to them that you are who you were
For you are not
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Shattered Reflections
Şiir"There was a moment in my life when I could not tell the difference between a window and a mirror. I could look into both and see everything but myself." Rudy Francisco, Helium - Windows and Mirrors A diary of sorts, to help me to remember.
