October 3, 2009
You know there’s nothing I can do
But hold you and let the pain course through your heart
You stare into a silver mirror
And hand it to me
What have I become? you ask
I can only shake my head

I hope one day you’ll know
That at least I tried
And that every day of my life
I go through each step of the journey
And ask myself
If there is something that could have changed the outcome

I guess
We’ll never know
But this mission was doomed from the start
The moment the mirror hit the floor
And shattered
You were already gone

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SummerMornings This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 19, 2009 at 7:56 pm
Would someone mind rating or commenting on my work? I am a new writer, and I just want to know how I'm doing... It's okay if it's negative, but thank you!!!
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