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A Friend

the mirror and me,
we are friends.

she knows the secrets
I hold only inside my eyes
which gaze into her soul
each day.

she knows the way
i tilt my head,
chin down, head to the side,
brows furrowed,
the thoughtful, questioning way
in which I smile.

i ask her questions,
she answers.

the mirror is my friend.
sometimes I feel that
she is the only one
who sees me.

or is that me seeing myself?




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snowleopard100 said...
Apr. 13, 2012 at 8:45 pm:
Nice, original idea with a cool twist to the ending. Overall, great job!!!!
 
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