inside the haunted house
outside the gounds
the wolf's cry she heard
she knew he was so close
death now approached
she was damned by the reflection of her soul
to hell she was condoned
by the mirror that lay above
for a mirror always remembers

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The beauty lay awake
inside the haunted house outside the gounds the wolf's cry she heard she knew he was so close death now approached she was damned by the reflection of her soul to hell she was condoned by the mirror that lay above for a mirror always remembers ![]() Author notesPicture Credit: http://zemotion.deviantart.com/art/Dark-Angel-69859594 A contest entry
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