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[sid] => 129317
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Reflection in the Mirror
[time] => 2006-12-12 12:02:41
[hometext] => Just writting out my feelings again..yeah not one of the best writes
[bodytext] => Who am I and why and I here Who is this reflecting in the mirror? Her face is soaked by tears Her eyes are scared by fears Her wrist is covered in blood Her heart has no one to love Her head is always bowed She never dares to speak out loud She cuts herself just to feel Dreams are dreams but this nightmare is real Looking into this sad girls eyes I am suddenly aware and I realize I know the girl, mirrors don’t lie I am the girl wishing to die My wrists are covered in blood It’s my heart that has no one to love How I hate that mirror and what it shows Every mistake I make that stupid mirror knows How I wish it would break into a million pieces As I sit here and look in the mirror my pain increases Holding in my hand pieces of broken glass I am still here, that girl in the mirror is here to last But how the glass, it glitters so innocently I suddenly realize there is a way to be free Little mirror how I love you so much I love the pain you cause and your cutting touch Cut in deeper let the blood flow Oh little mirror how I love you so My life is fading my world is dying No longer will that girl ever be crying On the ground lies the broken mirror And the happy girl is lying very near [comments] => 3 [counter] => 265 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Nothingness [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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