by Jaye McEvoy

Created on: March 05, 2009

Look in her eyes.

Can you read those

Spinning thoughts?

Do you know that

Beneath that perfect forest

a fire burns?

Fire hot with

Love and lust,

Fear and hate,

Hope and joy,

Depression.

I see the maddness

Slowly encroaching.

I know she wants to die.

I know she wants to kill.

I see those dark creases in her mind.

She begs to feel the blade penetrate their soft skin.

I watch her morbid curiosity,

Winding through her body.

And I step away from the mirror.

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