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Disfiguring Mirrors

Mirrors surround me
I see myself there
A disfigured face
And body within
All aligned so wrong
I dislike the look
That's in the mirrors
It's horror filled
And disgusting view
I want to throw rocks
At the silver lined
False display mirrors
Imaging hatred
Corrupted terror
Displaying so wrong
Hoping that someone
Would come on along
And purposefully
Break the old mirrors
To rid of horror
And the disfiguring
It displays sadly
May I never see
The mirrors that's here
Surrounding me now

Russell Sivey

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Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 9/2/2011 7:43:00 AM

I don't like seeing myself in mirrors either. When I do look at them, I try to pretend they're fun-house mirrors. It's not much fun getting older and our self-perceptions seem very important. Maybe we should make a pact to avoid mirors entirely, Russell. Could really relate to the message in this one. Love, carolyn

Dorcas Nangekhe

Date: 9/2/2011 6:06:00 AM

From dawn to dusk, the view a melody, in my mind it echos, the image so strong, the hate, the regret, my freedom gone, I need a smile to break this frown, or my life, to take this toll..

Don Johnson

Date: 9/2/2011 4:13:00 AM

The glass looks back in horror, and says that's just not me, but he'll be back tomorrow what will we this time see, a face filled with sorrow, or a happy camper he, look for the good the smiling face till it just looks like me...