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Mirror rorriM

Contributed by recyclebin on Thursday, 23rd September 2010 @ 09:02:40 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Gazing at you
I can read your every thought,
Feel every emotion that flows
The image before me piercing.
You wonder where the time has gone,
Wondering how every day seems to
Just recycle itself...
Every reflection, every slice
distinguishing your soul.
Hear, I only speak the truth
I cannot lie to you
Wipe the fog with our bare hands
It becomes clear …
Look at yourself my friend,
Can you see me, in disbelief?
I have witness your tears,
felt life’s joy in your eyes.
Remembrance is the moments when our hands
have touched palm to palm.
You have asked the question, why?
Nobody knows but me,
My confidant, our conversations
Have always been sacred
Its time…
To capture the dreams from your eyes
Live for tomorrow, learn from the truth.
Move your lips; sing about
What you don’t understand.
Day after day time keeps passing on
Laugh, smile before the refection fades away…..




Copyright © recyclebin ... [ 2010-09-23 21:02:40]
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Re: Mirror rorriM (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Thursday, 23rd September 2010 @ 09:06:11 PM AEST
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Beautiful writing my friend, I am glad I was here and you were here posting tonight.

Hugs
Michelle


Re: Mirror rorriM (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 23rd September 2010 @ 09:10:30 PM AEST
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A masterpiece.
So true. Good work, friend.
huggs, blessings,
emy


Re: Mirror rorriM (User Rating: 1 )
by 143 on Wednesday, 13th October 2010 @ 07:16:45 AM AEST
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THAT IS, AWESOME!

LOVE THE TITLE AS WELL!!!


143




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