The pale ghost stares at the filthy mirror.
He sees not himself; with that happy scowl and playful temperment.
The pale ghost makes the suface clearer.
He sees not himself, but his own warm disembodiment.
The pale ghost cries as he draws nearer.
He sees not himself, but something different.
The pale ghost smiles,
and the face in the mirror makes a frown so somber,
then the mirror breaks!
It couldn't take the stress no longer.