Monday, March 05, 2007


mirrors speak with a tawdry tongue
liars, befuddlers
and think to pander
sell my beauty to undeserving

but i'll keep what's mine
it is unto me alone
and i cherish it

lovers move like golden snakes
to wrap, to choke
to crush the very air
and think to leave me beggared

but i've places dark and safe
where i can keep some truth
and none are violated
where the corruption of the world
is locked away

mirror, my mirror
you were beloved, once upon
a distant time
and i have been true
ever faithful

how can life become such
a fickle master?
betrayal finds me lonely
and singing with the dead
all through the night


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