The face in the Mirror

July 19, 2011
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She has my eye color.
Brown is the color of our hair.
But she sees the world differently…
With a face without a care.
She avoids my eye contact.
Her teeth clenched.
My fist struck the glass…
And she didn’t dare flinch.
I look down at my feet.
Pieces of her lie on my floor.
I guess I should feel heartbroken…
But I didn’t know her.

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valerasoy said...
May 4, 2012 at 9:43 am
Nice poem. I like how the glass is a symbolism for the girl. You really convey emotion well. THe picture you chose is very artistic well. I feel like I have a picture of what's going on. Overall good use of emotional words like "clenched" "heartbroken" etc
Amber_Lov3 said...
May 1, 2012 at 8:49 pm
Love this I really thiknk its a great poem
torilutz8 said...
Mar. 27, 2012 at 8:15 pm
Changed my mind this is my favorite. This is absolutely outstanding.
LimaBean replied...
Apr. 19, 2012 at 8:35 pm's great
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