Let’s put some character inside (186)

Mirror, mirror on this sky wall,

who’s the most dangerously divine of them all?

you’re just a sinner in the night…

and you know what?

I would love to see your character,

not that pretty glamorous face you got.

maybe then you would understand

why life’s a freezing day in heaven,

such a cold night in hell.

Writing a poem a day for 1 year. This is lucky number 186. Thanks for reading.