My Reflection in Life

October 27, 2011
My life has no meaning,

I only mirror your moves.

My only calling;

to make everything twofold.

When you smile,

I beam.

When you laugh,

I cachinnate,

but am clueless as to your happiness.

As you lift up your hand,

I follow your move,

And raise it one.

Everything about us is identical.

What makes us different?

I’m just an image,

And you,

You are genuine.

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RedFeather said...
Nov. 3, 2011 at 4:36 pm
It would be pretty hard to be someone's reflection, I guess. It's good to look from a bunch of different perspectives when your writing.
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