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[aid] => mick
[title] => Catoptrophobia
[time] => 2013-04-28 15:41:56
[hometext] => I am the killer staring back at me through the mirrors which I fear.
[bodytext] => The room is dark, But the mirrors still appear. Through the mirrors, Her cold eyes pierce through my flesh. The sight of her makes me tremble. And I hear her voice in my head. Please let me escape! I run, but I can not find my way Out of this room of mirrors. She is covered in red. I try to run from the horrific sight But every time I turn to run I trip Over heavy things laying on the floor. Through the mirrors I can see The laying bodies behind her. I scream and cover my eyes Until the sun rises and I can see clearly. She's gone. I am who I see in the mirrors. And I witness What I have been tripping over in the dark. Bodies surrounded in the same red That is on my clothing. I fall to my knees, And let out my tortured screams. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 59 [informant] => BeyondPoeticKiller [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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