Self-Description.A Poem by Mercury MirrorsJust as it says.
So many have maimed me.
The shadows have claimed me. Lust and tragedy side by side. A murderous nature that I can't hide. I am a man's wettest dream.
Face painted up to make you scream. Black lips, black eyes, white skin. An undead embodiement of Sin. I could be your favorite death.
Mistress of the reaper to steal your breath. My eyes are broken mirrors. Reflecting your deepest fears. The blood in my veins is still.
It won't flow, never will. I'm stuck between real and surreal. Slowly losing the ability to feel. © 2008 Mercury Mirrors |
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1 Review Added on November 17, 2008 Last Updated on November 18, 2008 AuthorMercury MirrorsPensacola, FLAboutOkay, for lack of time, (and most of all for the sake of nostalgia for my angsty and self-absorbed teenage years), I have ripped one of those ancient myspace surveys from the forgotten planes of the i.. more..Writing
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