My Failures

November 23, 2009
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I look into the mirror,
its failure and pain staring back.
I see the emptiness in the eyes-
shallowness in the lips.

The cracks in the hand show stress-
anxiety is plastered in the forehead,
bruises on ribs show my sins-
blood down my leg is defense.

The mirror cracks with whats left of my heart.

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