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Reflection
Contributed by
bleeding_chains
on
Monday, 29th March 2004 @ 11:23:24 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I sit
And stare at my reflection
Hung on the wall
I hate
The truth
I run my fingers down
The truthful mirror
So much
That blood
Flows out my skin
And
Leaves a winding river
Of failures
I keep doing this
Until
My fingers
Show bone
And my nails
Fall
Slowly
To the floor
And I see myself
No more
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bleeding_chains
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2004-03-29 11:23:24]
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Re: Reflection
(User Rating: 1 )
by Hurretje on
Monday, 29th March 2004 @ 11:32:45 AM AEST
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Sad, but well-written poem, that literally cuts!
Good work!
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