Please,
look away.
The mirror never lies.
Often I see;true colour emerge.
Broken in the inside,
yet perfect...
Lies...
Real,
Which is it?
Afraid to be myself,
often rejection haunts my weak soul.
painting myself as Joy,
Thought inside...
watch....
See...
Watch the mirror...
That is what I am,love.
An illusion that we created.
To feast your ego heart.
Not real,this.
Lost...
Author notes
Um,I hope I interpreted the picture correctly..My poem is in the form of (1,3,6,9,6,3,1)(syllables).I dunno where I got it or if it actually existed.
Inspired by a picture from : http://intano.deviantart.com/art/Like-You-79828112
A contest entry
- Just one more by warrior-eagle.
300 points, ended March 14, 2008, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think as i'm trying to improve my english
Comments
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An illusion that we created.
I actually think that this is well written,
I mean i personally didn't find any mistakes,etc
and this poem to me was perfect how it was.
Thanks for entering my contest.
..Simply Me♥
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