The Mirrored Looking Glass Poem by Vincent Havik73
The Mirrored Looking Glass
Looking in the mirrored glass,
My fears rising fast.
Staring at the image waiting for it to move.
It just stares back in mimic maintaining its view.
I wave my arms in frustration.
It stands motionlessly just staring at my reflection.
Then it turns and walks away,
nevermore looking back.
I pound on the mirror realizing that forever more,
I'm the one stuck behind the glass.
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