Haunted Reflection

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Haunted Reflection

by Death-Of-Angel and Warrior_Prophet

Pure water splashes my face

And I gaze into the mirror

There’s something lurking in this place

And it’s slowly getting clearer

This ghost haunts me

I've become desolate in my own mind

Is this some sort of a vital sign?

Or Am I running out of time?

In this refection grime slides down my cheek

My cheery smile’s turned to a sneer

Black pools for eyes, my nose a beak

What I become I fear

It’s me the curse is set upon

From these indecorous mirrors, my demons are drawn

The puppet master of my nightmares, is pulling on the stings

Possessing my body, making me do indescribable things

My life goes on as Jekyll and Hyde

Myself I can no longer hide from 

The mirror is no longer a void divide

As we step forth and become as one

Theme = Mirrors

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