Mirror's image portrays purity through reflection
yet it does not cast acerbity through reflection.
When looking into depths of self, what is it you see?
From my own eyes darkness hides beauty through reflection.
Near sunset the lake's surface almost appears glass-like
as sky's depths mirror eternity through reflection.
As darkness surrounds me, so do memories of you,
my mind struggles to find sympathy through reflection!
Pain of death lingers, yet i cannot forge rejection
these tears I cry...hide my self pity through reflection.
If time could have given you another chance at life
then would there have been more apathy through reflection?
I search within my troubled mind for answers unfound...
through life's scars can one find sanity through reflection?
Your picture, my image, blend together as one
partly through my memory, partly through reflection.
For Debbie Guzzi's take the leap
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