When I look into the mirror,
I see a soul ready to be released.
A soul that is filled with vibrant colors,
and built from love.
My soul just wants to get out there,
and show the world what it's made of.
My soul is a soul,
that is cleansing and refreshing.
A Soul that is speaking within myself.
Author notes
What does my mirror see when it looks back at me?
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A contest entry
- Give Me Something Special by Cherry.Cyanide.
500 points, ended June 26, 2007, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Lots of meaning indeed. But when we say and do the best things we can before our time of passing comes, we're acting out on what our souls stand for. Whatever you do that's of good use to yourself and others, you're doing just fine. Your writing is a good example of that; you write well. Be proud of that. I enjoyed this. Thanks for sharing. Keep up your good work.
Brian -
neat write, Deep meaning!
Smile,
Judy
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