Once upon a Neverwhere,
there was a girl you thought you knew.
But now this mirror is cracked,
and the familiar reflection is shattered,
warped by a thousand things gone wrong.
Choke it down.
The scream claws its way up,
up... up... up...
and out.
Bleed.
You may recognize her,
although she's a little thinner,
a little more bitter,
a little less shy.
Her hair is still ebon;
her eyes still gleam
if she laughs.
Swallow.
These pills, the burning,
acid in your throat.
Breathe.
There once was a girl you thought you knew,
and she haunts you.
But this girl,
staring at you through the spider-webbed mirror,
is a stranger now.
A stranger even to herself.
And you don't fucking know her any more.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Cool. So your going split-personality now? HAHA, just kidding, shoulda seen the look on your face. Anyways, nice write.
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What? You saw my face? Was I drooling? That happens sometimes.
Thanks, dude.
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