One of my poems.

[Agent D]

I hope you like it.

Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, Mirror
What are you trying to show me?
Is that my reflection I see?
No, no. It can’t be
Mirror, Mirror
Spiritually, I feel cold and wet
That’s not my reflection I’ll bet
Mirror, Mirror
My soul doesn’t seem pure
It’s me Satan’s trying to lure
I haven’t been myself
My spirit is on the devil’s bookshelf
Mirror, Mirror
Show me who I really am
Instead of who I’ve become

[Agent D]

No one likes it?:crying:

[JulieCitySlicker]

i liked it:dancing: :dancing: :dancing:
Very good poem:P ;) :bounce:

[Siana]

i like it too

[Agent D]

Thanks.:D