About the Poem
Sometimes we just wish that it wasn't us getting hurt.
Reflection Of Me |
| by Samantha Masales |
| I stare deep into the mirror. My eyes are locked on those of my reflection. I have been trying to understand how you found out How vulnerable I was. I'm trying to see how you could look into my mind And see that I would do anything for you. My reflection's eyes begin to cry and tears fall into The empty sink. It wipes its face, blinks, and turns away. |
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2 Visitor Comments
hollyjane
my feelings exactly
Benito
This poem was a like a mirror for me. Thank you.
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