In your mirrors, you see figures that mimic a life without balance. Each shadow whispers of a wrong choice that could unravel everything. The scales tip, and the silence is deafening, foretelling solitude that comes in moments of supposed harmony.
In your mirrors, you see figures that mimic a life without balance. Each shadow whispers of a wrong choice that could unravel everything. The scales tip, and the silence is deafening, foretelling solitude that comes in moments of supposed harmony.