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Thankless

Member since 2003 · Posted 6 Dec 2003 · 4 comments

Sketch me your pain; I'll draw a breath. Tell me how all you have left is nothingness. And I'll step away from the mirror. (You hold so much.)

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[7] richa 6-Dec-03/10:07 AM Reply

too many poems about seeing yourself in the mirror, no fresh insights here.

This one is fairly lucid though, like the little rhymes.

[10] horus8 6-Dec-03/2:26 PM Reply

I liked it.

[8] The_Third_Isis 6-Dec-03/8:03 PM Reply

You can do better things with mirrors..get your lover in on it {smile}all you have left is a mess but if you love him lick it of..then use windex on that mirror happy is a great state of mind, at least for 10 minutes
merry xmas.a 8

[8] dragonfly 7-Dec-03/11:59 PM Reply

Mirrors are too often used. Maybe he saw his reflection in something else? Toilet water perhaps?