In your mirror , a ghostly face appears, it\'s haunting presence, is a soul lost in fears.
Eyes filled with deep sorrow, searching for release ,A reflection of pain, lingering for inner peace.
The Whispers echo softly, secrets yet untold, A tale of longing, a story to unfold.
Through the looking glass, a glimpse of the past, Memories entwined, shadows that forever last.
The ghost in the mirror, a specter of the soul,Trapped in reflections, unable to console.
Reaching for connection, to break free from the glass,Seeking solace, in a world that seems to pass.
But as the moonlight fades, and dawn starts to break.The ghost retreats, a fading silhouette\'s awake.
Thier Leaving behind a long trace, a lingering mystery as The ghost in the mirror, forever a part of history