I saw in the mirror
a disheveled human cast
barely recognizable
for it was clinging onto it's past
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Is this the reason for which you cleaved my life? That oft in the anguish of my soul Beautiful poems takes respite a lovely reflection indeed!
for it was clinging onto it's past I saw lost amongst the light my belonging to the darker shade My mind could deceive me but the mirror played it's part Why did you go? Anguish and the poems generating in the soul. thank you for the passion you express and the philosophical analysis of your own self. thank you. tony