I face in the mirror
There I find
A figure, a face
I hardly recognizeThis girl standing in front of me
Cannot be the me
I don't think it's my reflection
She's cold, no sign of affectionThe woman in the mirror
She looks heartless, emotionless
Void of anything that make her humanI couldn't be her
She could be me
I'm not like her
Yeah
Before
SoI turned
She didI changed my clothes
She didI can't believe this is mine
But
It is really mine
Perhaps it's
just my new inception
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Poems, Prose, Thoughts
PoetryThis is a collection of some Poems, prose, short stories, lines I wrote in the past few months and years about love, friends, life, faith, random thoughts and memories. Like some of the writers, I WAS also in love with a memory, an echo from anoth...