Mirror
this side of the mirror is dark.
no light.
no whisper of warmth from a lamp,
just dark, cold.
this side of the mirror
is damaged, splintered
stained with blood and sweat.
this side of the mirror has eyes of deep forest green
piercing, alluring.
dangerous.
this side of the mirror wants to hurt you
gut you and watch you bleed.
never believe this side of the mirror.
lies, fantasy spills from her lips,
on this side of the mirror.
you should run, run far and never look back.
but you wont.
you need this side of the mirror
Copyright © Mollie Smith | Year Posted 2011
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