Images in a Mirror
©2015, Olan L. Smith
You were there the night I died
A thousand times I said goodbye
Regrets wake a fearful soul
Images in a mirror say I told you so.
A dark mist rolls upon this grave
Tightened muscles say you're brave
Not to shed a tear for the man who died
By your hand. I am sure many vied
For a chance to pull the latch
But you drew the lot in your hopes to dispatch
My soul to deepest hell, a thousand years
Ago comes reckoned release, captive out of many fears.
You cannot leave this abode you do not remember
Your eternal imprisonment that cold December.
A/N: Images in a Mirror is a 14 line couplet poem.
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