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A reflection, that hold a secret.

Poetry By: Livebecauseyoucan

So tell me, is this poetry?
I wasn't sure, I just felt like I needed to wright something with emotion.
So tell me now what reflection do YOU see?

Submitted:Jun 23, 2012    Reads: 20    Comments: 9    Likes: 6   

I stare at the long, sparkly reflection of myself,

My mouth is set in line with a tight jaw,

I tell myself that one day I will change,

That one day I will have it all.

I ponder through my memories as I stare the creature in the eye,

Oh, I wonder why a person was made like this,

Why did God make us transform into evil,

Why did all of my followers,

Not dare make a sound?

But why was it that when I look at you,

I see something else,

A beauty maybe,

Staring back, a stranger,

I had tears escaping my swollen eyes,

But how was I to know which reflection it belonged too.

Then you were standing behind me,

Only in the reflection of course,

Your eyes swoon over me protectively,

And I wish to you silently,

Please hold me tight?

I snarl. I glare. I squint and curse. I scream. I act bitter.

I only want what's best for you,

I want you to leave me in my dreams,

Knowing that I can face reality on my own,

It is too much to bear,

Knowing I see you every night my eyes squeezed tight,

I would rather not know what I am missing out on.

I am a monster to others; I am a lover to you.

I am your world.

So please set me free?


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