The Silver Thread Between Two Worlds
I have spent years living in the reflection—a curated version of
Mirror Logic
The Glass Heartbeat of Neon Rain
I have lived my life as a series of reflections, always convinced
The Silver Hour of Our Shared Breath
I have spent years living as a ghost in the reflection of
The Glass Heart's Winter Thaw
I live in the reflection—not as a shadow, but as the
The River That Only Flows When You Close Your Eyes
Every day in the city, I live behind a thousand panes of
The Silver Coast of a Second Self
I have spent three years in a glass tower in the city,
The Velvet Altar of a Quiet Tuesday
I have spent my life believing that I am the original, but
The Blue Horizon Within Me
I have spent years living in a city of steel and glass,
The Silver-Haired Echo in a Sea of Ink
I am reading a book, but the ink is merely an invitation
The Gilded Threshold of Us
I have spent years living in the reflection of my own life—
The Pink Van’s Glass Heartbeat
I often wonder if the real me is not standing on this
The Gilded Echo of a Touch
I have spent years perfecting my surface—a polished facade that reflects
