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The Reflection of Who I used to be

Poetry By: Gemox

This is just a poem that I decided to write!

Submitted:Jun 8, 2012    Reads: 41    Comments: 5    Likes: 2   

The Reflection Of Me

As I look out the window,

What do I see?

A sad, weary reflection,

Looking back at me.

I think to myself,

Is this who I want to be?

A hollowed out image,

Of what used to be me.

With nothing to say,

And nowhere to go,

the presence of me,

Must be to go.

(I need to work on a better ending, please let me know what you think! Thankyou)!


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