Cyprus Mirror

Mediterranean Design & Mirrors

Mirror Carved
Do you know the way home?

Stained crimson blood ties tips filled me stoned corner deceived me my foundation for the walls insidious evil mortar itching edges recorded in the mirrors of stroke the night of my last route length alone outside a lost soul sewage wastewater drainage mental gathered in pools of muddy views blinding me to life

I thought people saw the clouds in love kissing and stuff.