Foggy Reflection - Poem by Moth Harris
Just by the looks of things,
We are only dreaming,
With screaming in our ears.
A foggy reflection,
On all of our mirrors,
Tears cascade down her cheeks.
Hasn't felt good in weeks
and now storm clouds are due.
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