Reflection

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Reflection

As I look into the Mirror
 memories come to me
I close my eyes and start to hear the screams
Sencing the darkness
I open my eyes to see
 the reflection of faces that form
 the shadows of my mind
Will this reality ever change
Will they let me be
 or am I to wonder
 with these faces for all eternity
Within the darkness of my mind....

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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