Broken Reflection

I peered hesitantly into the cold, glistening mirror

And stared straight into the facade of a hideous monster

Crimson on its twitching lips and on the tainted clothes that it wore

Pale white skin, bloodshot eyes, a grotesque appearance it bore

As scared as I was, I could sense all its hate, anger and pain as well

It was nursing a broken shattered soul, that I could still fully tell

I screamed, and cried even more in remorse as I finally realized

That the ugly monster that I saw was full of lies

…I was staring at my own reflection

I smashed the glass in anger, and broken glass scattered on the floor

Placed a shard on my pulse, and the gruesome beast was but a lore.

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