The Mirror Shows True BeautyA Poem by Hamish McIndlisterReality. Is it real or only perceived?There is nothing left for me in this life or the next. I used all of my carnival tickets at once Just to see the House of Mirrors. By the end, I could no longer tell you What was real and what was not. Is that what the world looks like, Or is it just a warped view of reality? Maybe the world truly is twisted, All bent out of shape And it is only my damaged perception That made it look right angled and orderly. All I know is that now I see the mirror That reflects everything and everyone but me. Now that is a vision of true beauty. Hamish McIndlisterer Copyright © 2010 © 2011 Hamish McIndlisterAuthor's Note
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