the looking glass breath fogs the looking glass watching the world's teaming mass on the outside looking in, wanting to be part is such a sin face pressed against broken glass, touching reality is just out of my grasp. kept a prisoner against my will my only company the mirror's chill I fight my demons that keep me here, with loneliness and repressed tear I so long for a valiant knight, to win this battle that I must fight riding up on his white steed, to quench this overwhelming need This looking glass that I dwell, my fear this everlasting hell. |
COMMENTS
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Sulks
14:36 Jun 25 2011
You write beautifully and I cannot imagine why you haven't been published yet. Keep believing in yourself.
B4Death
20:35 Jun 27 2011
You write good, I had a wait for my book to be published but
it paied off when I did have it published
temporary2
23:49 Jul 04 2011
Very pretty, dear friend.
DeathsZombie
13:39 Aug 12 2011
I really enjoyed reading,.... very beautiful poem
B4Death
04:18 Nov 27 2011
very nice poem
MasterMel2
06:13 Apr 19 2012
Very well thought out
demi
23:20 Apr 19 2012
Very nice indeed.
rlugo718
18:23 Apr 21 2012
awesome
VanDick
19:55 Apr 21 2012
love it