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I'm a smearing of reflections
in the aftermath of glass,

too quickly fading
and
dimensionless.






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Five lines.
Don't like it much.

Lie, lie to my face.
Tell me it ain't nothing,
That's what I want to hear.

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  • TrippinBTM
    November 11, 2008

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    heck, I like it. I see a door slamming, leaving you looking at no one but your own reflection, too soon left behind when you walk away, alone. The world can be very flat indeed, bland and empty as a fading reflection, when you lose the one you love.

    But that's just one way of looking at it, I guess.


    • Lj-
      November 12, 2008
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      You understood this really well.

      Thank you.