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The Horror In The Mirror (poem 22)

I have been plagued for quite some time by a horrific image in the mirror.
As I approach a mirror I must do so with great trepidation, for what I see there is a monstrous image.
 
It is a monstrous being with no saving graces, grotesque to the very point of making a person recoil with disgust.
Just the sight of it with the realisation that such a thing could exist makes all who see it give up on humanity.
 
I have been plagued for quite some time by a horrific image in the mirror.
As I approach a mirror I must do so with great trepidation, for what I see there is a monstrous image.
 
How could such an abomination exist?
How could such a crime against nature roam this land?
 
I have been plagued for quite some time by a horrific image in the mirror.
As I approach a mirror I must do so with great trepidation, for what I see there is a monstrous image.
 
What I see is something with no life, no intellect, no future and no hope.
Then I finally realised what it was in the mirrors, it was just... my own reflection.
 
 
 
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