IDYLLIC POESIES : POEMS TO CHERISH FOREVER

Into the mirror I behold,

A visage too pale and cold;

Envisioned in my deadpan eyes,

And a reflection in disguise;

Unveild many ireful outcries;

From umpteen ages.

Few pillaged pages,

Turned abrupt forth my face,

Unleashing ire; unleashing disgrace.

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