Mirror

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    Mirror

      Her I sit. Looking and searching. Maybe the findings I seek are not for me to see. Who is that, I do not recognize who you are. It is me, that stands before you. Although I've never really been able to see your face. Confused not knowing what to do. I turn inward and slowly breathe.
      The person in front of me... Is me.
    Lost not knowing who I am, no wonder I can see your face. It's difficult to stand for what you believe. Trying to be who you are. What must I look like up near and afar.

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    Teardrops commented on Mirror

    06-19-2010

    You know who you are and you will do the right thing love the poem and the flow Marie

    ThatGurl

    06/19/2010

    Thanks, yes I believe I do.. Howevr I'm still learning.. lol Thanks again

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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