Mirror Mirror
Have you ever watched a show on the television and thought how it seems so familiar somehow... How you seem to think "Hei! That's how I feel." or "I've been through that." It seems to somehow reflect your reality. Thus, it cannot be called the proverbial "portal to another world". Instead, it's a Mirror reflecting your own world. So, I wrote a poem that describes this... should we say... phenomenon.
Mirror Mirror
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,
Through your cracked glass, I see me fall
Into abatement. But most of all,
I still remain in the Silenced Hall
Of Pain, still waiting for the call
From my Star. So let Death befall
Upon me now, to end it all.
O Great Mirror, Mirror on that Wall,
Show me Beauty, or nothing at all.
Mirror Mirror
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,
Through your cracked glass, I see me fall
Into abatement. But most of all,
I still remain in the Silenced Hall
Of Pain, still waiting for the call
From my Star. So let Death befall
Upon me now, to end it all.
O Great Mirror, Mirror on that Wall,
Show me Beauty, or nothing at all.
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