Shattered Mirror

March 5, 2008
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My mirror was once a perfect mirror



The shattered glass shards reflect an image of hate
Which has consumed my body on numerous accessions
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
My pain exceeds comprehension of any common person
Each moment that I spend being incomplete I lose apart of myself
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
I so desperately seek for an answer to this problem
I can tell that the answer will present it self in an mysterious form
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
Now it is tainted and unclean
I wonder where I will find a way to clean up my mirror
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
Now it is cracked and scarred
Seeping wit the pain of unknown proportion
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
Now its reflection is unclear and damp
Damp wit the feeling of sorrow and thoughts of deception
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
Now it is confused and misunderstood
Like a old person at a concert
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
Time has passed and my mirror has withered away like a leaf in the winter
Having no air, no substance of life, no need to live
Death is not the glue and sorrow is only the beginning of the fracture
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
Happy smiles and true confessions of love
Times have changed and each feeling is dying
Slowly becoming unimportant
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
And I ask myself what is the glue
Is it a one-night stand with a female willing to give herself to my mirror?
Or is it a long and complicated relationship with no physical ties
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
The most important and expensive mirror’s envied it
Now it is looked down upon with pity and mass doubt
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
Its reflection stood for honor and morals
Only to be broken down to a grimy shard
That wouldn’t hesitate to stab a friend in the back
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
Life had much meaning to my mirror
But now death seems to be a release
My mirror was once a perfect mirror
When will I find the missing pieces

Michael Bannerman




Perfect fit

I have gone against the code, broken a players rule
I fell in love without notice, but I love being this fool
I wonder what it is, about you that make me like you
I wonder what you do that makes me want to bite you
Your body is so nice your hair stays done
You are so nice and sexy at an age so young
Time is the start and us the end
My life has problems I can’t mend, but you’re my only obligation
I face you everyday and I peer into your eyes
I soar in my thoughts of you, like a bird in the sky
I like each curve, from your head to your toes
I love each limb, from your nose to your belly rolls
I know that didn’t sound the nicest, but it’s a true story
I came from nothing, but with you I see glory
You’re a prize that I’m willing to work for
You have an aura around you, like the sun on a lakeshore
A presence about yourself, as if it’s the first time I met you
You have no idea of the things I would give up for you
You inspire me in a way no one else does
Giving me the strength to break down walls and open up doors
Each path we travel, long or short
You pay the till of my heart, in every sort
I finish your sentences, you laugh at my jokes
And even though we talk so much, my pride makes me choke
You are a beauty among beast, I am happy I found you
I’ve been with others but none like you
Truth is only the first step to how I admit
That to my broken mirror you are the perfect fit





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