Poem By C.R. Ebowski

I wearily raise my head
Fix my eyes into the mirror
What do I see there?
A reflection stares back at me
Face battered by time
Eyes filled with fear
Pale skin fading into the light
There it is again
Do you hear it?
Voices throb in my head
Shrieking words of disgust
Tormenting my thoughts
Forever assuring me
There is nothing left
But this reflection of mine

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I hate mirrors for revealing my secrets. Don't you? Well penned.

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