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Creature In The Mirror
There's a creature in the mirror
How can this be
Its twisted and corrupt
But looks just like me
The creature stares into my soul
And burns deep inside
But this creature is me
So how can I hide
To get rid of the creature
I punch the mirror hard with my hands
I scream out with pain
As blood runs down in strands
Curled up in a corner
Knees pulled to my face
The creature is gone from the mirror
But from my memory it can't be erased
How can this be
Its twisted and corrupt
But looks just like me
The creature stares into my soul
And burns deep inside
But this creature is me
So how can I hide
To get rid of the creature
I punch the mirror hard with my hands
I scream out with pain
As blood runs down in strands
Curled up in a corner
Knees pulled to my face
The creature is gone from the mirror
But from my memory it can't be erased
Published 3rd Oct 2011
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3rd Oct 2011 10:40pm
3rd Oct 2011 10:56pm
3rd Oct 2011 11:12pm
21st Oct 2011 7:30pm
This poem is...wow. I try to describe it, but i can't. it's...i can identify with it a lot.
14th Nov 2011 4:46pm
im going to say something very very corny!
"it speaks to me"
this is the only way i can describe it
"it speaks to me"
this is the only way i can describe it
7th Jul 2012 11:05pm
I have felt the same way (without the breaking of the mirror). I'm curious how many people look in the mirror and TRULY like what they see. For me it's focusing on the flaws which gather with each passing year. When people call me "distinguished" all I get is pissed off. The mirror I need to look into is my wife's eyes, I always love what is reflected there.
