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.

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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