I see an evil wicked man, <br />who lays in wait, <br />and makes his plans. <br />For bringing fear upon a face, <br />ending lives without replace. <br />No shame, <br />no guilt, <br />no disgrace, <br />I'm staring at him face to face. <br />The evil man stares back at me, <br />what he's in store is not believed. <br />All these plans he's made I see, <br />this pictures getting clearer. <br />I'm this man behind the mirror.<br /><br />saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/man-behind-the-mirror/
