Every morning, I witness my reflection in the mirror,
Becoming blind to the person I dread to become,
Deafened by the words you insist I hear and comprehend,
Becoming mute, speaking only the words you crave to hear,
Numbness engulfs me, your heartless emotions a bitter repayment,
For the love and gentle care I once bestowed upon you.
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Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoetryI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
