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Mirrors

Staring in its eyes Face to face No sign of fear Not even a trace Nothing to lose And nothing to gain Staring in darkness To the face of pain The grinding of teeth The feeling of pain Still nothing to fear Still nothing to gain The face of many The horrid screams Tortured cries And shattered dreams The horrid smile The crooked teeth Some shredded tears And blood beneath That foul smile The putrid thought Of all the pain To people it’s brought The blood stained clothes The darkness in its heart I want it to leave But it’s about to start The eyes of the damned The face of death Grasping my neck Till I'm out of breath The red eyes The pale skin That rugged clothing And soul of sin Its deep eyes Filled with darkness Fills me with sorrow Ever so heartless This thing is a monster It should have been killed at birth Should have been buried alive And suffer for what it’s worth A description cannot fit this beast Nothing but the damned and deceased The wicked words And corrupt thoughts I know what it is It is quite clear All I'm doing Is looking in a mirror

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/22/2013 4:12:00 PM
The mirror reflects only what the mind thinks it sees. It is an illusion. You can change the images by changing your thoughts. Yes you can!
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Date: 8/29/2012 9:36:00 PM
Amazing. Always, Laura
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Date: 8/11/2012 8:13:00 AM
Very expressive and descriptive work about feelings about life that seems unfair to many..Enjoyed reading your creative lines..Sara
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