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Reflections As I look in to the mirror I don't know who it is I see. there's a stranger standing there and she's staring back at me. Her puzzled stark expression, reflecting how I feel, I move a little closer reaching out to see if she is real. My hand, it can not reach her the glass is in the way who is she, the reflection oh that can't possibly be me. Her eyes look sadly at me with a look filled with despair I wish I could just hold her and show her that I care. Her smile, it started slowly then spread across her face so wide she knew she was accepted and she didn't need to hide. So, once again I reach out and this time so does she and as our hands, they touch together I realise she is me.
written by Šnicki |