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Silver Mirror

Poem By: Methelusa
Poetry


The lyrics to a song I wrote when I was 16. I'm trying to express my own feelings of shortcomings y looking in the mirror and using it as a reference to talk about myself. I don't think it's that good personally, but it's a theme I like, and one I often return to even now. The Mistake King. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: May 16, 2007    Reads: 53    Comments: 6    Likes: 0   


 

Silver mirror, hangin' on my wall

You don't speak to me

Silver mirror, all I do for you

You won't speak to me.

Where'd I meet you? Well I met you everwhere

I don't remember, maybe on the air.

And it's all well and good,

To say the things you should

And it's well and good, to do the tnings you know

And you know

You don't mean to, but I saw it in your eyes

You don't care for me.

I surrender, I cannot do whats right

And that's wrong of me.

And it's all good and sure

To promise to be pure

And it's silver stars, to say you'll cross your heart.

Your heart.


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Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest one of all?
Oh, Satan I know what you're worth, there is beauty but its on earth.
Nice work, but I could just turn around and tell you, seeing as you're standing right behind me.

Posted: May 16, 2007

Author Comment:

The pheasant has no agenda.

i really like it, write more =)

Posted: May 16, 2007

Author Comment:

Thankyou Princess, I will do my best!

At 16 you were already on your way. Very meaningful words expressed nicely. Enjoyed it, SN.

Posted: May 16, 2007

Author Comment:

Thankyou, this was one of the first songs I wrote when trying to start the obligatory teenage band! I don't think it stands up that well as I've developed, but best to start somewhere as you say.

Great work. Great expression in this piece, searching oneself for answers that are before your eyes. I used to do a similar thing, though instead of the mirror, I would question myself whilst on my beloved lil' purple hearts lol. Conversation was hilarious at times. Superb work again :)

Posted: May 17, 2007

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Ha ha, thankyou! I know what you mean.

Ah, it has Methelusa written all over it...they say songs don't read like poems most of the time, but yours can go both ways and I know I 've said that before...I love the message here, often times I have thought this..

Posted: May 17, 2007

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Aww, thankyou. I don't think it's that good myself, but I'm certaintly finding a style here, thanks.

I liked it all, especially the ending, great message!

Posted: May 18, 2007

Author Comment:

Aww, thankyou, glad you enjoyed!



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