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Reflections
Reflections are altered.
In every which way.
Sometimes- I see this beautiful being with vivid greens in her eyes and short dark hair.
I see a galaxy of wonder in her.
Wanting to explore every shadow, crack and corner of the universe.
Sometimes- I see this sad being with loneliness beckoning in her eyes and straggly hair.
I see a planet of isolation in her.
Wanting to hide in every shadow, crack and corner of the world.
Sometimes- I see this angry being with hatred in her eyes and evil black hair.
I see a room of destruction in her.
Wanting to explode out of every shadow, crack and corner of the room.
She wants to be set free from all the bindings of this place, but remember...
she's only just a reflection.
In every which way.
Sometimes- I see this beautiful being with vivid greens in her eyes and short dark hair.
I see a galaxy of wonder in her.
Wanting to explore every shadow, crack and corner of the universe.
Sometimes- I see this sad being with loneliness beckoning in her eyes and straggly hair.
I see a planet of isolation in her.
Wanting to hide in every shadow, crack and corner of the world.
Sometimes- I see this angry being with hatred in her eyes and evil black hair.
I see a room of destruction in her.
Wanting to explode out of every shadow, crack and corner of the room.
She wants to be set free from all the bindings of this place, but remember...
she's only just a reflection.
Published 7th Dec 2016
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