Broken Mirror
Inside a broken mirror wall
Dream worlds bathed in green and blue
The ghost of a ghost follows
Along
Amidst the hills and hollows
Her song
Echoing with a haunting call
Sounds invisible to view
Caress of hands cool as wintry rain
Express
Loves that never live again
Unless
Promises in a grave to fall
No words may say what is true
No images to hold at all
Inside a broken mirror wall
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2024-03-09 at 01:14
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