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Fallen Angels

Mirror, Mirror on the wall Show me purest of them all… -A pause to process this big mistake- Clearly, you’ve mistaken what I said A woman is staring back at me Whose face I cannot recognize Her lips drip venom falsities And spite sparks fire in her eyes In her hands lay a golden cup With an inscription branded on the side She waits for someone to fill it up Saying, “The Mirror never lies.” A thousand ships sail across her neck In circles, round and round She throws her head back and starts to laugh I shiver at the sound “You look so confused, my love. “Your eyes are open wide! “Don’t you recognize me, dearest girl? “I’ve always been on your left side.” With that she flipped her shining hair And narrowed those flashing, feline eyes Then stepped aside to let me see The principality and its demise The world cracked just a little then… It stopped spinning certainly But the propulsion sent me forward Spiraling for what seemed like an eternity I landed on my hands and knees Tears like rain falling to the floor Mourning the death of my dear friend Whose company I’d lost for evermore Mirror, Mirror on the wall Who has fallen farther than them all? I see my reflection from the ground Staring blankly into nothingness…
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elizabeth-foley
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Oct 2, 2011
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