Mirror

I’m different, very different.

 You know that feeling you get when you gaze into someone’s eyes? A moment where it feels as if you are staring into their soul, and time freezes? When I stare into my reflection; when I stare into his eyes, all I can see in a never-ending void of fear.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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April 12, 2016 at 12:31 PM
Brian Byrne, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. Love LINDA :)
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