Passing Mirrors Poem by Federico del Corazón
Passing Mirrors
Where did the time go
Is it dawn or is it dusk
Nobody is home
Not a sound to be heard
As I rush down the stairs
Passing mirrors
Am I dreaming
Have I been drugged
In the silent
I hear no reply
How could this be,
I am unclothed
I don’t like this feeling inside
I hurried to the closet to grab my robe
Passing mirrors
Everyday I wake up trying to hide
Passing mirrors and unclothed
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