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3 Aug 2013

The Mirror's Layers

Light hitting her face on the glass,  This little mirror showing one lass. The ugly duckling not near a swan.  Nothing you would lay hands on. What she views she hates,  For she is the one cursed with this face. If you were to see, to cast an eye,  would...

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1 Sep 2012

Hurt Words

If he were to know what would he say...

I thought of you today. First time in a while, I’m sorry to say, But, I finally thought today.  I looked for you And found you had gone . No words, nothing. It was silly to have expected more. But I still find myself Thinking of our chats And 'that' But a...