I have seen myself again and again.
Each time I am different.
My reflections always look so shocked.
Sometimes they are holding candles and mouthing my name.
I try to reach out to them but they scream and run.
Last time I tried the mirror began to bleed.
Tried to peer through the blood covering it and I swear I saw
my reflection staggering out the bathroom door.
I wish it would stop.
Every mirror is someone else.
Am I all of these people?
Why are they mouthing my name?
Where does the blood come from?
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