A mirror look,
My reflection now
I’m beginning to seek
Look in I do,
Understand, I do not.
Hazy, blurred my inside image is
Or is that the sole interpretation
Of my confused thoughts alone?
In this mirror,
My soul’s window
I see not one face,
But two
Four eyes,
But only one pair belongs to me.
Mine are familiar some how,
But different at the same time.
The other set shake the secrets
Within my hollowed out skull.
I know this face too,
But it doesn’t belong to me,
Not anymore
BY: Corey Klosterman
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just a change i've recently noticed about myself, that i wish to share with you.
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