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The Mirrors Spoke

The fear of her looks Became thorns in her side Her images were shattered Because the mirrors decide This beautiful girl Who sees a different face She hears the world laughing No matter where she is in place In her bedroom at home She faces her demons alone Unknown to her family For years she has roamed In her dreams one night She receives her wish Surrounded by mirrors She cuts her wrists Because the fear of her looks Had penetrated so deep inside This beautiful girl Who now, no longer resides

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 3/31/2010 5:58:00 PM
popular culture, as-seen-on-tv....cuts like a knife...good write, James
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Date: 3/31/2010 10:26:00 AM
So sad.......the message is very powerful...I love it :)
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Date: 3/31/2010 5:40:00 AM
Good morning James, I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning it is always a pleasure to read. Please continue with your writing endeavors. Love, Carol
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Date: 3/30/2010 4:26:00 PM
sad! yep we all age, so don't get too use the the package.
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Date: 3/30/2010 4:23:00 PM
There is such a sadness in this happens just like this, with so many young girls..if only they knew that beauty is what is on the inside.
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Date: 3/30/2010 3:37:00 PM
This was chilling, James. People who have low self esteem are predisposed to suicidal tendencies. Powerful poem, dear Highlander! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 3/30/2010 3:06:00 PM
Just stopping by to wish you a Happy Easter.
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Date: 3/30/2010 2:51:00 PM
Interesting topic..distorted body image...Sad write...Very emotive and descripive ...Sara
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