May 26, 2011
I see another me
looking in from the mirror.
Palm to palm,
nose to nose.
We stare across the barrier
looking through
to another world
we'll never enter.

The other me sighs
and closes her eyes
and I stare through
the close lids
looking into her mind,
how different it is from mine.
A different world
A different person
A different me
I will never get
the pleasure to meet

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Anagam said...
Jun. 27, 2011 at 3:41 pm
WOW. I totally love your poem! keep writing, keep writing. Your poem was derived from a very unique idea. 5/5 stars.
nickykens This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 26, 2011 at 12:11 pm
You've explained that feeling that I've always had in a way that I never could.  I love it. :)
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