A/N: This poem is probably my favorite in this series. I don't know why, but I don't hate it like I do everything else I write.
…you didn't need to know that.
The Realm of Mirrors
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Sit down a moment
Drop your life
Loosen your smile
Let it sink
And despair
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It won't take long
To give her a moment of pure pleasure
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She is small and wide
With grey skin and an easy frown
She hooks into you
With an antiseptic sting
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Let waves of nausea
Overtake your soul
Breathe stinging chill
Put your head
In your hands
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It won't take long
To give yourself over to her
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There is someone
Behind that mirror
And watching your loss
Is perfection for her
