Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, mirror
on the wall
what will happen
when my fruit falls
no longer lovely
like a doll
Will i wander
down memories’
frozen halls?
i had held more awe
for my beauty
with all it’s flaws?
I’m standing on
the razor’s edge
between the Living
and the Dead
peeking through
to the other side
Breaking through
the ties that Blind
i step through
the Looking Glass
within my mind
And perhaps
before i’m old
i’ll find
what i was looking for
all this time…

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  • Spraven
    Spravenabout 5 years ago

    NIce piece Selkie ; )
    …is it perfection?

  • Selkie
    Selkieabout 5 years ago

    Perfection? Lol, no. But it will do.
    Thanks, Spraven ;)

  • ozjami
    ozjamiabout 5 years ago

    Very haunting piece..well done !

  • Thank you ozjami!

    – Selkie

  • mimi yoon
    mimi yoonabout 5 years ago

    i hear you…
    awesome writing, z…. : )

  • Yes…i believe you do. Thank you Mimi!

    – Selkie

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