The Wrinkle

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 04, 2018

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The Grim Reaper of death appeared in my mirror this morning;
invisible in form to my anatomical eyes,
yet with a presence as tangible as flesh
His evidence was written on my forehead
-- the mark of the Beast--
a curse of mortality across my visage;
the line, the crease, the crevice
that will soon open the floodgates to my demise
and burn away my youth like the flame of a birthday candle
So I smashed the mirror


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