John mc cann


Truth Hurts

This mirror smiles in a crystal guise and,
Reaps reflections scorned in these eyes,
My dreamers tale, crushed upon a crimson stone,
Blushed in bleak memory, loves’ mist alone.

For stars that think in deepest light fall,
Throttled all in ash of night,
Oh fiery heart renounce your flame,
upon this mirror cast your blame.

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