Her Eyes from behind,
The names she guessed
Dropped dead.
After years of this.
After feeling there's too
Much blood on your hands.
You confront her.
And that day, when
She uttered your name
From her sassy lips-
You stood in front of
The mirror, smiling.
And cut your throat.
But your reflection
Walked out of the mirror,
Bearing a different name-
Only to close her eyes
From behind and stand
Dumb struck when she
Utters another name.
Who's that guy, you ask..
The one you just killed,
She retorts.