Open Poetry #19 |
Mirror |
Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
Translucent yet here the mirror bears my soul, Empty yet here pain sears sharply, Silent yet louder than a scream, Face to face with oneself. Reality of madness dashing from the screech nails sliding down the chalk board, Utter turmoil from the pin drop. It's the little things in life, That begin to hide in the corners of your mind, Mirror mirror watch me closely even when I do not see you see. |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"It's the little things in life, That begin to hide in the corners of your mind, Mirror mirror watch me closely even when I do not see you see." WOW! this is fantastic |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
A mirror does tend to show the opposite to all that seems apparent |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
Thanks Sea, The mirror does seem to see all things even when we look away, Rex thank you, sometimes the soul is reflected in the image of the mirror |
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