Mirror, mirror on the wall
Can you tell me how I fall?
Can you tell my fate?
Do I live a hundred years or eight?
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Tell me it all
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Tell me of my demons
Have you seen them?
Tell me of my flaws
Write them on the walls
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Help me escape
This treacherous fate
I learned too much
But yet it's still not enough
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Am I going insane?
Are my pleas for help in vain?
Mirror, mirror on the wall
You should've kept your secrets
Because I'm now filled with regrets
Mirror, mirror on the wall
I shouldn't have put you up to this task
I should have never asked
-A.S
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Another Tragic Story
PoesiaA collection of the thoughts and feelings I'm too afraid to share. These words are things I see, hear, taste, and feel. These are the words of my life on a page, this is the tragedy I see.
