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Published: 2005-11-20 12:44:55 +0000 UTC; Views: 82; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 5
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Description I am different from who I once was,
A reflection in a muddied puddle does show
The depth of my changes.

The mirror reflects a stranger,
Her eyes are wounded and bleeding from new knowledge.
Her words are carried away by winds cruel breath.

Longing for the unknown,
of who she will be, blank pages unstained
by her own hands blood.
She does not know.
I am away. This person I do not know has taken my place as my image
I am not her. Straining at the edge of my mind as sweet words sorrow
And turn to rage.
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Comments: 5

MidnightShadow83 [2005-12-08 22:43:04 +0000 UTC]

Brilliant. Subject matter I can indentify overwhelmingly with. Beautiful revelations revealed with a poet's grace and bitter tongue. Great job.

Sorry for my absence, but I am back.

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deniall In reply to MidnightShadow83 [2005-12-09 00:09:42 +0000 UTC]

woo hoo Have missed yackin with you lots been going on!!!

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MidnightShadow83 In reply to deniall [2005-12-11 09:04:25 +0000 UTC]

Have missed yackin back. what's all been going on? How have the muses been treatin ya?

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deniall In reply to MidnightShadow83 [2005-12-11 22:41:09 +0000 UTC]

My muse is quivering in the cupboard, cause I wanna bash the little bastard, has reallly been slackin off!!!!

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Redgold [2005-11-20 18:18:04 +0000 UTC]

This is a great poem! I can really identify with the message behind it. Perfect use of enjambement in the last verse. Vivid images etc etc... Ace!

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