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I Am A Mirror

I reflect whatever's around me...

By Benjamin M. WildePublished 9 years ago • 1 min read

If there are any angels

bring them down here.

I bet they'd never find any work.

This road is paved with all our fears

And all that's free in the world, is hurt.

And you could never really save us

'cause we will never save ourselves.

When nothing here, can really please us

It's just another.

Dry.

Day.

In.

Hell...

I...am a mirror.

I reflect whatever's around me.

So I am nothing.

'Cause nothing's really here.

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About the Creator

Benjamin M. Wilde

Surrealist writer, sharing dreamworlds painted in the mind through words.

(Email [email protected] if you want to chat! I like chat!)

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    Written by Benjamin M. Wilde