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Stranger Looking Back At Me
I look in the mirror
And all I see
Is this stranger looking back at me
She frowns alot
Cuts her wrists
She doesn't even care
She never smiles
Never laughs
She doesn't really even exist
When people see her in their mirrors
They disappear
Without a trace
When I see her
She is crying
It makes me feel like I am dying
I feel close to her
I can relate
To her pain
But I don't know who she is
What does she want?
I cry when I see her
Days later I see her again
And she looks worse
Her eyes are red
Her face pale
She looks fragile
Than I realize that the stranger..
Is me
And all I see
Is this stranger looking back at me
She frowns alot
Cuts her wrists
She doesn't even care
She never smiles
Never laughs
She doesn't really even exist
When people see her in their mirrors
They disappear
Without a trace
When I see her
She is crying
It makes me feel like I am dying
I feel close to her
I can relate
To her pain
But I don't know who she is
What does she want?
I cry when I see her
Days later I see her again
And she looks worse
Her eyes are red
Her face pale
She looks fragile
Than I realize that the stranger..
Is me
Published 5th May 2012
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5th May 2012 9:10pm
without it we learn to hate
but with it theres nothing to debate
because it gives reason to what we do
it helps us with all we go through
& if we cant see it when we look in the mirror
that is when we must Look To The One Who Is Always Superior....
but with it theres nothing to debate
because it gives reason to what we do
it helps us with all we go through
& if we cant see it when we look in the mirror
that is when we must Look To The One Who Is Always Superior....
6th May 2012 1:54am
