The Mirror it hides your secrets
it hides your lies,
but bear in mind
you are not the only teller.
It has its own secrets,
ever be told.
But alas, secrets never stay secrets.
Beyond the glass,
a creature is housed.
It is everyone's twin,
yet has no twins of its own.
The glass is an illusion,
Its not really there.
The cold, hard skin of the creature,
its a masterpiece.
The frame is a door way,
leading you to the parallel.
Where the reflection lurks.
The reflection,
it has no mind,
no soul,
no mercy.
