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Reflection (of a mad man)
Not alone here
I feel a presence
movement
eyes watching
silently judging
criticising
evaluating each
and every hair, blemish,
crease, wrinkle
and extra pound
gained
I turn and catch sight
of an angry man
staring at me
in my bathroom
the audacity!
Is nowhere private
anymore?
I feel a presence
movement
eyes watching
silently judging
criticising
evaluating each
and every hair, blemish,
crease, wrinkle
and extra pound
gained
I turn and catch sight
of an angry man
staring at me
in my bathroom
the audacity!
Is nowhere private
anymore?
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