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MIRROR
I dare you, look at me
Tell me what is seen
Thin reflection of what?
Scratch my surface,
Hell, scatter it: now
Bloody fingers, searching
Through numerous pieces
Discover what's behind
Tell me what is seen
Thin reflection of what?
Scratch my surface,
Hell, scatter it: now
Bloody fingers, searching
Through numerous pieces
Discover what's behind
Published 10th Jul 2013
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Anonymous
10th Jul 2013 4:45pm
Very Thought provoking visual...nice
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10th Jul 2013 5:30pm
Anonymous
10th Jul 2013 6:56pm
we are all players on a stage....
well penned
well penned
Anonymous
11th Jul 2013 7:38pm
Im afraid to look at times. Might just who I really am. Nice poem of wondering. :)
Anonymous
12th Jul 2013 7:25pm
Maybe the mirror, one day, might reflect our true selves. Powerful delivery of words!
