The mirror knows my secrets
Far too many now
I never told her anything
She just found out somehow
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She pretends to be my friend
Looks right into my eyes
She knows all of my sins
And she even knows my lies
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She laughs at my suffering
Loves to see me in pain
I try resisting her but
She keeps coming back again
…
My heavy head has an idea
“Smash her against the wall
Shatter her to pieces”
The end of it all
…
But it is not so simple
I really need her with me
My heart has eyes
While the brain cannot see
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I guess I would have to live with it
There is no other way
I’ll stare into the mirror
And pass the day away
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same love same love for the mirror ….. *thumbs up*
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I really liked this. My interpretation was that we need to be close to ourselves and honest with ourselves and even question ourselves to get to the core of our identity. That was already on my mind though. What really stood out what the line “my heart has eyes, while the brain cannot see.” I wrote this message to my friend in October, “my heart can see what my eyes cannot.” It’s very meaningful to me.
I also wanted to mention it made me smile real big when you liked my post 😀
I wrote one called “Are You Sure” and it isn’t very similar to this but it was almost the same concept, towards the end. Hmm. Not sure about that.
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Nice…
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Every Word is Said as Every Word… Thanx For Being, Thanx for Being Poet…
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Welcome
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Amazing my friend 🙂
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This really hits home. Thank you for sharing.
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Thanks and welcome
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..look in past the mirror ..the heart truly knows…nice peice 🙂
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Unique”mirror” poem. Very nice verse.
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maybe you should change the way you look at yourself then the mirror would adjust. 🙂
nice poem:)
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Love the suggestion. Thanks
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Beautifully sad
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Very nicely described in poetical rhythm, nice one .keep it up.
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Interesting, well written, but sad.
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Frank… That was beautiful! The mirror really knows all for we can hide from everyone but never from our eyes.
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Indeed. Thanks
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have a nice day
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You too. Take care
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lonely are you not
one has to learn to make that mirror her friend …
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I will. Thanks
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nice !
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This is really beautiful.. Simple and elegant 😀
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Very beautifully written :’)
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Thank you
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Whoa… This is amazing! I loved reading it, very well written.
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Thank you
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Very nicely written.
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I love this, ‘My heart has eyes
While the brain cannot see’, beautiful piece of writing Frank.
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Thanks a lot
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Sure thing! 🙂
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*our= for
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Our true love is our mirror. You are blessed to have found that kind of love.
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Thanks
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Of course. If anyone deserves it, you do.
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Thanks again
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