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Mirrors to me
are often
symbolic of
self-esteem
and reflections
of myself.

Blood is my life essence.
Blood is my poem.
My wounds are deep.
My blood is red.

Therefore, "Mirrors of Blood"
is a reflection
of my life
so dark
and deep.

And I talk
about it
in poems
from my wounds
from my blood.

Welcome.

My blood runs deep
and dark.

Original: 4.25.05
Additional revise: 8.11.08

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Blood Stained Mirrors
Inside my mind
There is a single room
full of many mirrors

The mirrors contain my very soul
But which is the real soul itself?

The mirrors reflected my real soul
But my real soul is lost
in the many illusions
that the mirrors reflected back...
Where's is my real soul?
They were trapped in these mirrors

Yes all of these mirrors
are illusions and dillusions of
my very deranged mind
These evil, psychotic reflections
drove me mad with their lies
of a perfect love and
of a perfect dream...

The mirrors are blood-stained with my own blood
Because I broke them with my own craze, desperate hands
I broke them because I want my real soul back...
[Written: 4.15.04]


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