He's staring at me
With a confused look on his face.
Mirroring my very own expression.
A calm hatred radiating in his eyes.
Blood dripping down his lips.
Looking evil but beautiful.
I'm totally scared of him.
But something pulls me closer.
Now in a clearer view,
My eyes widened in shock.
Oh no!... he is my very own reflection.
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Scary Thoughts.
PoetryWonder and horror... I used.to know that girl. Pink lips and blond hair. Charming and flawless. What is she now?.... Something she's something. Instagram : Neighborhood_spy
