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Mirror Mirror

I look in your eyes what do I see A shell of myself who I used to be A minuscule fragment of who I was before When red carpet stretched out across my floor A day and time opportunities, abundant Long before I became hopelessly redundant I see an array of patches from my many mistakes My eyes tell a story of painful heartaches A veil across my skin of wrinkles and cellulite Shards from the past when my future was bright Bags under my eyes from restless nights Not dead, but a disgrace I've become a blight My once white teeth Now a yellowish tint Thanks to years of smoking to relax and vent I despise you for what you reveal to me You show me ugly and how it feels to be Unheeding of the causes for my bruises and scars You show only the top layer worn and charred You are so vain with your spotless surface Come to think of it you really serve no purpose You make people conceited More often, depressed It doesn't effect you at all you feel no distress You hold your head high As if your invincible No one dare break you Superstition or principal But I can see through As clear as glass You have no soul Just useless mass You're a thief of identities Because you haven't, your own No personality to claim An ever changing clone Not a person or a place Just a thing With nothing to give Nothing to bring There will come a day You will shatter to pieces Your frame will fall apart At the perfectly painted creases There will be no memorial They will trash your remains No one will miss you A thing without a name

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 3/1/2023 8:34:00 PM
Holy crap! I read this at least seven times wow! I felt sadness justification agreement disdain all over an inanimate object! Absolutely putting this one in the favorites well done. You and I ever get the opportunity I'm buying you a coffee and we're going to have one hell of a chat! In complete and utter awe of you! A.S.
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Date: 5/30/2015 11:59:00 AM
The foundation of who we are and how we think is explored within this piece. The surface of life's mirror is scratched and the results is a reflection of disillusionment. Emile. #7
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Date: 5/28/2015 9:26:00 AM
Amazing write, Anna! Mirrors only show our shell which is skin deep...not the heart and soul, the beauty within. Love your poem! Sandra
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Date: 5/27/2015 5:04:00 PM
This is really awesome! My favorite part is the 2d to last stanza...that's genius. Easy 7. *FWIW, I think in stanza 5 you want the word conceited, in place of conceded. ;)
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Date: 5/27/2015 3:05:00 PM
take a second look in the mirror as you are beautiful
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