The Mirror - Poem by Dezerth Lerexia
Looking in the mirror in the middle of the night, I saw it all.
I saw beyond and past it all a mirror has to offer.
I saw my past, i saw all the horrors pass by fast.
I saw the memmories, that match the currencys.
The tears of the fears, the sheer pain I could hear.
I saw the present, of which I live now.
I saw the knife rip with strife.
I saw my life sour higher than a kite.
With full might I turned with spite, I looked out the window just to find the future.
I saw the maidens widow,
I saw the wraiths and chains,
I saw the hate in hades,
I saw it till' it was faint.
I may be partial saint. Looking in the mirror in the middle of the night, I saw the riddle of my past and at last it all clashed.
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