Surviving day by day,
Completing every task
Unnoticed and unattended
As if hidden behind a mask
Wander in silence,
The tangible phantom,
Like a soldier
Following the drum.
The self only confirmed
By the shadow in the mirror,
The wretched reflection
Of the rejected creature.
One lucky day,
The mirror fails to reflect.
The body expired,
Eager for Death to collect.
The drum is silenced,
Lost in the mist,
Life continues in spite
As if the phantom did not exist.
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