Glancing to the side
Reflection, be my guide
Help me make the choice that's right
So that my journey won't end in plight
Red Hair
Blue Eyes
Oh how I despise
The person in the mirror
Is not nearly as wise
White Horns
Fire Wings
Oh, of all the things
I should've had to tell
Before she went away
Sharp Glare
Gold Crown
Too much like her
In her royal gown
Learn to love yourself, they say
But what cost must I pay?
To live and learn from her mistakes
As if the world would let it go
No, I don't think that's set in stone
Because looking back at me I see
Just the demon I vowed not to be
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Poem Collection
PoetryAssorted poetry by Bee. Subjects vary, but usually fantasy inspired.