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Somtimes I hide In the recces of the school Conversing only with my reflection In the glass windows Who am I Apart from what I know What does the world see that is not in this mirror How long will I linger out of emotional touch Not wanting anything more then what I think Has my mind tricked me into casting away my humanity No conversations now just the pen and the page I hear only one voice mingled in my labyrinth cage |
This is deep I mean really really deep I love mirror poetry for that is a true reflection of oneself You did A fantastic job with this God Bless Ron Please if you get a chance Please take a look at some of my writes and let me know what you think Thank You Ron | Posted on 2006-03-27 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ] | well, the image i got in my head as soon as i read this was someone young walkin around the school ground, while everyone else is playing, in their own world. Entangled with their own thoughts on things and how the world works and such... a lonely feeling as well. I don't think there is anything wrong with you by anymeans you just seem more poetic then other more in touch with your thoughts then others may be. I definetely don't think your weird or anything like that though, very nice write. Hope to hear from you soon and keep writing i see lots of talent throughout this piece and im sure your hiding more. Ciao for now, amber | | Posted on 2006-03-27 00:00:00 | by amber_in_wyomin | [ Reply to This ] | |