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My Reflection?
Contributed by
msbeeautch2u
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Friday, 29th September 2006 @ 12:40:51 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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I look into the mirror,
and wonder if I see,
The color of her eyes,
looking back at me?
Does she have those rainy days,
where the sun's all too bright?
Can she see all of the sadness,
from the glare of the night?
Does she feel like she is naked,
covered in blankets of anonymity,
Or is the pain inside transparent,
exposed for all the world to see?
Does she always question her mind,
second guessing her first impressions?
Or look inside somebody's soul,
And trust their exterior expressions?
Does she wish somethings were different,
like what she told...and to who?
Does she wish she'd left more pieces
of the puzzle for me to follow through?
Does she look into her eyes,
and wonder if I see,
The color of her eyes,
looking back at me?
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Re: My Reflection?
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by emystar on
Friday, 29th September 2006 @ 01:36:38 AM AEST
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Wow this write is tottally awesome.
It's sad yet a masterpeice.
I have a grand daughter than has never met here biological mom.
Great.
luv, huggs, prayers,
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Re: My Reflection?
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by franciswolf on
Friday, 29th September 2006 @ 02:12:34 AM AEST
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I cannot relate but it is a memorable piece of work,
You ask good questions, you should ask more. The more questions you ask in life the more you end up thinking about knowing about wanting. It's relaxing, in a way, you've got something, don't be afraid to ask the right questions, the dark, deep ones, yeah? Those ones that move you move me, you know?
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