May 2015
In a Mirror,
I shalt not look,
For I dread the Mirror,
Behind my eyes.
For when I looked,
It craved for my hand,
And in mere darkness,
I fain reached hers.
I shalt not look,
For I dread the Mirror,
Behind my eyes.
For when I looked,
It craved for my hand,
And in mere darkness,
I fain reached hers.
