I always hear footsteps behind me
My conscience is following me
The expression on it's face is telling me
What words can't express
Everything I've done wrong
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This one is also personal, and directly related to 'Early Snow'. Take that how you will.
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PoetryI held broken shards to my face Comparing my reflection On the mirrors That didn't want to leave ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Poems written by Star in about 5 minutes. If you like them, please do vote and comment, it really makes my day! Most...
