Mirrors
Mirrors in a fun house
Mirrors in a store.
Mirrors all around us… All they want is more.
Five, Ten, Fifteen… MORE
Twenty, Thirty, Forty… GALORE
One after another, after another and so on.
Looking in the mirror just staring back at me.
Horrible, Amazing, Guilty as charged.
They store, and they talk, and they walk all amongst.
But how do we know… When we see what we are?
The terror, Intimidation, the no going back.
All lost and stolen engraved in our minds.
The peace and the pity all left it behind.
Gone into the shadows.
The mirror is where they lie.
Copyright © Nicole Young | Year Posted 2010
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