Reflected
You stand in front of the mirror,Your dark eyes stare back at you, Cracked,
Yet you see nothing, For in the blackness hides the truth,
Sadness sets in, You stand in it's middle,
Reflected yet blind, Blinded by reflections,
You see what you want to see..............
Richard(PHOENIX)Cartledge 7/29/09 (c)
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