Behind the mirror

I look in the mirror and see her face.
She's the queen of sadness and loneliness.
She knows all things about myself.
I feel that I am her favorite slave.
I want to help her get over the glass.
I saved her, but she betrayed my trust.
Now I took her place and she's gone free.
But how could it be that she is me?
(15-16.10.2014)


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A knock to the door.

- Who is there?
- Mama, it's me!
- No-o-o! Mama - it's ME!

:)

Михаил Солдатов   21.02.2015 20:29     Заявить о нарушении
Забавно, посмеялась))) Спасибо за визит.

Анастасия Арт Ефимова   21.02.2015 20:31   Заявить о нарушении
На это произведение написаны 2 рецензии, здесь отображается последняя, остальные - в полном списке.