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Water Filled Depressions
Staring at a version of myself
that lays in a puddle near the street
I am me, just blurred and hazy,
the sky cries and drops fall
and I watch my reflection distort
I become an abstract monster
in a moving pool of reality.
Yikes. How fuckin scary.
that lays in a puddle near the street
I am me, just blurred and hazy,
the sky cries and drops fall
and I watch my reflection distort
I become an abstract monster
in a moving pool of reality.
Yikes. How fuckin scary.
Published 30th Dec 2019
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30th Dec 2019 2:35pm
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30th Dec 2019 6:23pm
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30th Dec 2019 5:21pm
The concept of mirrors being portals to different realities scared the S*** out of me when I was a kid. This reminded me of how I still believe the reflection staring back isn't truly me, rain or no rain!
30th Dec 2019 6:24pm
Those antique mirrors still freak me out, they've seen so much. What do they hold on to?
30th Dec 2019 5:33pm
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30th Dec 2019 6:37pm
Thanks, after I wrote this early this morning i ran outside and took a photo in a puddle, it was right when the sun was coming up, it had rained all night.
31st Dec 2019 10:34am
Impossible to imagine, though I feel your sentiment ... Good write and love you ran outside to take that perfect pic lol ... Bless and love ... .
31st Dec 2019 11:43am
7th Jan 2020 7:42am
That's why I don't accept invitations from vampires in the MirrorWorlds
8th Jan 2020 00:57am
