Posted: 03/10/2011 by vequinox in Books, Canada, Greek Canadian Writers, Literature, Poetry
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He stood in the mirror

didn’t dare breath of our air

concerned a bit of his guilt

happy that he stole our joy

totally surprised he was

for the attention we paid

to him, and he knew it

that one day we would find out

he knew all too well, yet

he stood alone in the mirror

like the divisive archangel

his mind run to the borders

where the enemy waited

to learn all the other secrets

all our other sweet secrets




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