Thelast Don Poet Bio

The Reflection

Mirror, Mirror on the wall who is the fairest of them all? 

of all the devils and glory is my evils are beck in call,

as beauty is yours to keep,

for your flesh is mine to reap,

in the dark is yours to see,

in my essence your soul is the key,

for damnation is what it shall be,

for your presence is dead to me,

in all in which I say,

In the grave is where you shall lay

in sin in which you shall pray,

in hell is where you shall stray,

for  you are the glass that cracked its shine,

is the "she"  that spilled the poisonous wine.

as your glory is trapped in time,

for your beauty will forever be mine.

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