Unseen
I feel it
I see it
Yes, right now
It's opposite me
Without a mirror
Don't know how!
It's a gloomy face
I touch its wrinkles
I watch its misery
I taste its salty tears
A mapless face
Like a field after
a heavy rain
A melancholic face
Like a patient after
a terrible pain
I feel it
I see it
Like a ghost
Appears,
then disappears
Smiles,
then cries
Still, there is no mirror
But horror!
*****
Blackmatta
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