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  297.     

All she wants to do is be free mirror

Imprints of bloody hands stain the glass as I look at the mirror
My wounds are deep inside for everyone to see
If they even cared

A girl who cries for no reason
Who knows her anger is rising inside of her
Her soul is tainted

All she wants to do is be free mirror
This is what I see inside the other side of the mirror
As I stand there looking

The blood stains on her run from her heart to waist in the reflection
Tasting the stained blood which turned to the stained un-pure blood
Of the torment, pain, and lies

Her mouth opens up to say something
But bubbles escape only
Trapped inside the mirror as I peer inside

This is what I see on the other side of the mirror
 
Alyssa Howell

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  298.     

The Mirror

I have a mirror.
I look in it everyday.
Sometimes, it’s not what I want to see.
Instead, it’s what I want to be.

My hope is to think clearer.
It’s that mirror I want to break.
That shattered glass comes with consequences.
It looms with seven years of mistakes.

Still, every morning I have a task.
To look in that mirror and not see my past.
To look beyond my woes,
And pray to God I can clean that mirror and save my soul.

When all is done and I am at peace.
I shall look in that mirror and just see me.
The eyes will close for me to take my rest.
In my sleep, I shall dream I have done my best.
 
Marie WardAlonge

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  299.     

Mirrors

I (1)

The mirrors in my life,
are shattered.
They form a cicle around me,
some broken to pieces,
others still intact,
I can easily see the reflection of the shattered mirrors,
but people try to put the ones in-tact in their place,
creating spaces where they once were,
or risking me seeing the broken remains,
it doesn't matter,
I know they're there, and there's no way to get rid of them,
and as much as it hurts,
life goes on.

II (2)
Carnival mirrors, circle around me
One is broken,
and the sixteen others reflect it,
making everything around me seem shattered,
I keep telling myself its just the reflection,
everything is still intact,
until another breaks, and another,
until the reflection of ten broken mirrors raises upon me,
it's beyond my control,
and I tell myself,
there's still six intact,
everything is okay,
until I open my eyes,
and sixteen mirrors,
are broken.
 
Whisper Loudly

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  300.     

The old mirror

I look in the mirror tainted and old
What do i see? ?
I see this woman staring back at me
She does'nt speak, she does'nt smile
She looks lost with a frown

I look in the mirror is it something from the 50's?
What do i see? ?
I see this man staring back at me
He does'nt wave he does'nt nod
He stands and stares with a glare

I look in the mirror the frame varnished dark
What do i see? ?
I see this girl staring back at me
She does'nt laugh or d a cheeky face
She turns away and begins to cry

I look in the mirror round and smoke stained
What do i see? ?
I see this boy staring back at me
Glasses and combed over hair

I wonder who they are
the people in the old mirror

~nikki addleton ~
 
Nikki Addleton

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