Truth of the InsideA Poem by K. Carver
She sees her reflection in the frosted glass.
The girl looking back shows her insecurities. She bites her lip self consciously and turns away. Her hair is full of her thought, reflecting on her emotions. The girl catches her attention and she looks up. Bloody lips show her nervousness, chewed to the meat. She blinks and her eyes show her disappointments. Cold she is becoming.
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Added on April 11, 2010 Last Updated on April 11, 2010 AuthorK. CarverHornbeckAboutYes. Well. Not much to tell, so not much to read. I write poems, mostly. I'm breathing with life. I don't believe that I'm quite successful at either. I do ask one request of anyone who may read this:.. more..Writing
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