Mirror and Stone

This is also fairly old. “Old” meaning “having an age greater than one year”.

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I’m walking through a hallway, And it seems an eternity long. The only window is at the end, And through it peers the dawn.

The ceiling is all of brilliant white, The floor as cold as stone. Only mirrors grace these walls, Leaving my reflection and I alone.

I don’t know how I got here, I can’t remember when. No idea how to escape here, Or when I’ll find the end.

So for now I’m forced to continue on, At the threat of standing still. Only mirrors stay by my side, Only showing an empty shell.

An empty shell is all that’s left, Feels like the rest has drained away. There was nothing of value to keep it there, No reason why it should stay.

And on I walk through an eternity, My reflection and I alone, Without any hope of any escape From a hall of mirror and stone.