Drowning Pool

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
a poem that came to me in a graphic arts class. It played through my mind all day.

Submitted: April 29, 2011

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My reflection, It laughs. Gazing into my hazel eyes. It taunts me, Shifting it’s gaze as I shift mine. My eyes are captured, Held prisoner. My soul, Grows colder, Yet my body, Grows warmer.

My reflection, It cries, With soft hands covering hazel eyes. It begs of me, Falling to the ground, As so do i. My heart is captured, A hostage. My life, Fades away. Yet my soul, Is reborn to a new day.


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