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anger deep depressing helplessness

While I was trying to go
I went around a corner
I was against the wall
When it happened I could not move

I was confused
I was stiff
I was paralyzed
When I looked down I saw the other side of the hall
Then I realized I was a mirror on he wall
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This is a poem I wrote for my English class. It is morbid, sad and deep. It contains abuse you have been warned. Please leave me comments, I have been thinking about turning it into a story but I'm not sure.All Rights Reserved

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Fri, Jan 2, 2015

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