Different shades of ink.

Wednesday, 18 May 2016

Mirror

That mirror,
what terror,
unable to recognize,
he was in disguise,
looking through it,
unable to fit,
its edges had rust,
with a little bit of dust,
a reflection unclear,
a world full of fear.
~ Mansi Gupta
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