Reflexion

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A poem about reflection.

Looking into mirror


She is my friend, my foe.


Intrigue  Intense, Insane..


My reflection and a shadow


But


I am the living one

Fate is in my hand


Those her tears


will never collapse me


I am the living one,

Sword is in my hand.


To live tomorrow

Slay this demon


 Roam on my own  

Yet I owned nothing


 Just


Dignity.

 


Submitted: August 04, 2015

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scent of nowhere

this poem is,
grif, anger, bottomles pain,those feelong has smashed down a woman, yet
like a bleeding warrior is drag sword and stand up, she face her self via mirror, and making decision..I capture this very moment.

Tue, August 4th, 2015 2:26pm

scent of nowhere

this poem is about :
grif, anger, bottomless pain,these feeling has smashed down a woman, yet
like a bleeding warrior is drag sword and stand up again, she face her self via mirror, and making decision..I capture this very moment.

Tue, August 4th, 2015 2:33pm

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