Monday, November 1, 2010

The Mirror

The mirror stands before you
The judge and jury of your faults

You refuse to look
You refuse to see

Your image multiplied
In the shattered glass

The buzzing in your ears
Drowns out your tantrums

Nobody wants you.
Nobody needs you.

All you have is you
Sleep with her,
Eat with her,
Die with her!

In the bed
Of your

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