Looking Glass

In this mirror you stand
Next to me as planned
Your hand holding mine
This love is divine

You left in anger
Us. This life.
We are in danger
What do you see
Staring
Uncaring
Is it real

I pretend
Transcend
This end
Now begins
Freedom is

Bless me
I’ve sinned
Not wanting
It to end

See me
Alone
Forlorn
Keep me
Teach me
Insanity
I plead
Mind freed
Ready
Unsteady
Heady
I bleed

Who I am
Unsure
Un-pure
So I ask

Look at me shining
In this mirror pining
Ghost who used to be
Not standing with me

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