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    dots Submission Name: Dealdots

    Author: EW61
    Elite Ratio:    4.33 - 131/71/51
    Words: 190
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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       It hurts to look and it takes courage to keep looking.

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    As I look in the mirror
    Iím looking for me
    But I donít find the
    Image I think I should see

    Who is this stranger
    With tear filled blue eyes?
    What is her story
    And why does she cry?

    Somewhere lies hidden
    The truths of her stay
    The windy paths travelled
    Her path through today

    I search as she searches
    As strangers we grew
    She felt what I witnessed
    But it feels like weíre two

    Profound disconnection
    Denial, restraint
    It changed our direction
    But disabled the pain

    Her soul holds the secrets
    Most hidden from me
    She waits for a reason
    To hand me the key

    I look away shaken
    Thereís nowhere to hide
    Our deal was survival
    Though the outcome divides

    Where is the solace
    of looking within?
    The secrets are boundless
    And gift wrapped in sin

    The truth was our vision
    It held what we gave
    Paved the way for survival
    Our laboring brave

    As I look at the image
    She looks back at me
    When my face gives back courage
    She will give back our key

    Submitted on 2011-11-15 20:22:04     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      i think we are all identical twins in a way.

    inside and out...there is the self we want to be, the one we often see when we look into the mirror with skewed eye...then there is the real "we"---the one who is really there...the one we refused to see, refuse to admit being...

    and then sometimes...we are just too hard on ourselves..our own worst critics...and no matter what the mirror's vision...we are unhappy and want to change it, even when it doesn't need changing.

    | Posted on 2011-11-20 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]

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