The ghost in the mirror
Spoke to me
His breath from the other side
Frosted words on broken glass
Beware the footsteps behind
Days pass, warning forgotten
New mirror on my wall
Fresh words reappear
Closer now
I felt the mirrors pull
My eyes looking from the other side
I should have tidied up my room
Things the mirror cannot hide
Now I live behind the glass
Beware the mirror hanging on the wall
The footsteps come from inside…
©anitadawes
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