Poem -

The mirror i hate to love.

The mirror i hate to love.
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I look at you inside that frame
Staring back at me

Like your looking through me
What is it that you see?

I can't imagine your surprised
We are both in tears again

Staring into the depths
Of that same place

A saddened look
Which is ( our face )

Lets peel the layers backwards in
See what lies beneath our skin

Watching wax ( like candles melt )
Remembering -
How each tear had felt

We shall shed ( no more )

Placing the dead skin
Upon the floor

Hold still........lets begin

One layer to deep
And blood could spill

I know you trust me
And always will

Whos reflection
I seek not - to kill

But all these holes
I seek to fill

For it is my will
To be

On the other side

( of the mirror
With thee )

My reflection it cannot see
Without the reflection of thee

One with you ( in me )
If only we were free

These layers are hard to handle
So many smiles in which were fake

I'll removed the darkness
No matter how long it takes

The anger here
behind the sadness

The fear's
beyond the proud

All the holes like dominoes
Falling within a crowd

Only to find an empty room
Within our tears to share

Escaping to the bathroom
You know I'm ( waiting there )

To look at you - and witness
( right through our empty stare )

Nothing else bear's
More madness

Or seeks to be the - end

Than that of the - illusion
A look of falsity
( pretend )

( that you don't care at all )

From within - that Frame
( Hanging - upon the wall )

To comfort and
console you

And watch those tears
( that fall )

Maybe you don't
( remember me )

Was i there at all?

Did you even see me?

Am i that very ( domino )
That made the others fall?
Nardine Sanderson 07/01/2015.

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