Mirrors

• Mikayla Cleland, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2014

She had the face of an angel
I saw mirrors in her eyes
We were the same, she and I
Both bound by potent lies.

In him I saw my future
In him I saw my friend
In him I saw my destiny
Both my beginning and my end.

She thought that we were different
That we would never been the same
But she was yet realise
She was mine to claim.

He led me in the moonlight
To place the where could we be
Alone and free at last
To be what we want to be.

I had a plan to take her
To kill her there that night
To make her see we were both one
And that I am always right.



I died a dreadful death that night
As the story is told
But no one will ever know
That we was not that bold.