I see the cracks,
Residing in the mirror.
But my skills, for repair,
Are lacking.
I've learned of the trades,
To mend the flaws.
But this tasks difficulty,
Leaves me just whacking.
Banging on,
The reflective filmed glass.
I often,
Just scatter the pane.
But I'm so **** afraid,
Of what this mirror does to others.
I don't think I can ever,
Share it again.
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 8:51 AM UTC
I see the cracks,
Residing in the mirror.
But my skills, for repair,
Are lacking.
I've learned of the trades,
To mend the flaws.
But this tasks difficulty,
Leaves me just whacking.
Banging on,
The reflective filmed glass.
I often,
Just scatter the pane.
But I'm so **** afraid,
Of what this mirror does to others.
I don't think I can ever,
Share it again.
