ReflectionA Poem by Angel of Chaos
every time I look in the mirror, what you see, has made my reflection
your seeping thoughts a poisonous infection I have become the darkness you foresaw I am the hate that burns within the stars when that girl stares back at me I wonder who is she, what does she want with me what happened to the innocence, that angelic soul when did the Devil take his final hold the darkness in her flows from deep within her eyes the tears of pain masked with all the lies so again I ask who is this girl is that is before me where did she come from, will she rest for eternity her dying words are spoken, lost in translucent waves her happiness diminished, lost in youthful days this reflection you have molded, contortion was the game so here I am looking at the girl that is no longer tame the mirror leads to no deception I am the Devil's own reflection © 2014 Angel of ChaosReviews
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5 Reviews Added on January 6, 2014 Last Updated on January 6, 2014 AuthorAngel of Chaosmy home, FLAboutI attempt at what I call my scribbles.. my words are not eloquent, but they get my message across. Some of my titles may seem dark, but there is always a message in there. Cut Me Open is one of these,.. more..Writing
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