Mirror, Mirror

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Mirror, mirror on the wall. Sometimes, when you look at your reflection, you see only shards of glass.

Submitted: January 15, 2007

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Mirror, mirror on the wall
Scattered pieces on the floor
Sharpened edges, as they fall
catch the light and make it soar
up across the vaulted ceiling
heavy as the dark it’s stealing
and silent as the night, revealing
my heart shattered, evermore.

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Have you seen the man who toyed
with my heart, and left me fall?
Like glass, I’m scattered and devoid
of light: there’s none for me to cast
the ceiling here is far too vast
The moment passes far too fast
and leaves my heart destroyed

Mirror, mirror on the wall
If ever he comes back to me
I will not come back into thrall
to him, of whom I’m finally free
I have no spirit left to fight
for love, which turns to bitter spite
like broken mirrors scatter light
and rivers wind to sea.

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Scattered pieces on the floor
Sharpened edges, as they fall
catch my reflection nevermore
The memories I’ve tried retrieving
are too far lost, far too deceiving
Mirror, mirror, I am leaving
your broken pieces, forevermore.


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