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poem: Darkest Possessions

Mirror mirror on the wall,

Your looks are deceving of them all.

Your essence of life is full of values,

Your purpose in life is to make me valuable.

Your prized possessions is what you hid,

From the gift of your all mighty purpose within.

Hidden deep down inside fulll of essence,

Your looks were full of essence.

To be here is full of existence,

You were invisible to the human eye.

You no longer mattered because of your pride,

So bold so clear as your sight.

To exist in your true loved ones life is a passion,

As it is to be invisible.

Seen as existing,

But never really recongnized.

To feel so low in the darkest pit of life,

Is to oneday declare to shed some light.

Bold as day and dark as night,

Was the passion of her sight.

Insecurity was her prized possession,

And her greatest thing that stood.

With a low voice she spoke proudly,

But others never understood.

Standing out in the crowd from others,

Same world but different goals.

Somewhere in this madness called life,

There is a happy ending.

Different from others but same by race,

Seen as being smart but less than her face.

Head down, eyes closed, feeling less due to peers.

Dark in her heart feeling like a cold night,

His apperance is not your reflection.

Your image is worthy as your pride,

Your essence is pure as your complexion.

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