Mirrored Madness
Mirrored Madness I was sitting in a room and waiting I spotted something very irritating The fellow sat opposite was staring Which I felt was quite overbearing Then I noticed that he was grinning The room had now started spinning I had a very strange, dizzy feeling All at once my mind started reeling I rose and I walked in his direction I realised it was my own reflection That I had been close to haranguing In a wall mirror which was hanging Now I sit in room that is scattered With glass from a mirror shattered
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