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Mirrors are never right
Hours in the mirror
and yet
Ican't see who I am
eyes trace over
every detail of my face
let in scars and ruins
for years to come
no one will see me
they wont see who I am
to them im alone and scared
to me im brave but wounded
thats who I am
im the girl you see
who never cries
nd never shows fear
but instead shows
whats on the other side
finaly I know who I am
but I ask, do you?
and yet
Ican't see who I am
eyes trace over
every detail of my face
let in scars and ruins
for years to come
no one will see me
they wont see who I am
to them im alone and scared
to me im brave but wounded
thats who I am
im the girl you see
who never cries
nd never shows fear
but instead shows
whats on the other side
finaly I know who I am
but I ask, do you?
Published 4th May 2012
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2nd Dec 2015 1:17am
Fluid and deep with emotion. Many solid tones of inner thought. Some clerical errors pull at it's perfection yet it's movement still stirs. Keep Grindin. CAOS737
