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Be Still Do not weep Who is this person Who am I Mirrors Staring I see myself My sad sad self I hate you Glass shatters ..

I feel nothing You are as meaningless to me as dust in the wind Yet all to often I find myself staring Waiting Hoping perhaps for you..

Kitty,Kitty, Oh so pretty till I shot her dead Kitty,Kitty,So still Kitty,put a bullet through her head Kitty,Kitty,No smiling Kitty,hushed with..

Another that I have a hard-copy for.

Well, it's one of the only things I have a remaining hard-copy of.

Rhan F. Sydney Writing