MirrorA Poem by SimplyDisastrous
This mirror I’m
standing before is my biggest enemy. It mocks me to no end. Why won’t anyone
believe me? I’m no match for this
hard, fragile death machine It laughs at me It shows my flaws
clearly in it’s place It’s stares me down Showing me the one
thing that I could never bear to see: My face. © 2010 SimplyDisastrousAuthor's Note
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Added on June 30, 2010Last Updated on June 30, 2010 AuthorSimplyDisastrousHartford, CTAboutHey. I used to be on here alot when I was 15. Now, not so much. I'm 18 now and I'm not nearly as depressing as I used to be, but still depressing enough. Message me and feel free to read my old poems... more..Writing
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