Reflections!
you are but a poor reflection of yourself,
you might fool others,
but you dont fool me,
with your clear,cool,unrippleing outer surface,
others gaze at you,
and see them selves in your careful,
yet indifferent reply,
but i no that behind that cold perfection,
your blood runs with mercy fire,
i have thouched you,
and come away bleeding from you razer sharp edges,
that catchthe poor and unwary people who worship you,
DARE I THOUCH AGAIN?
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