THE MIRROR

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    THE MIRROR

     To sit here upon this life of mine, as I gaze into this mirror. I see what I wish was not their, this is not me I gaze upon. Now the harder I look the more pain that I feel. It's all full of anger and disbelief of realizing this pathetic soul is still gazing. This is my reflection this is all my pain. This image is indescribable all I want is to break this image apart, then this pain I will not feel, but who am I to know? I do, look long enough you to will realize. Shattering the point of all this is the way out, out of this pathetic soul who will once again gaze upon a life of disbelief...

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

    bettina’s Poems (25)

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    BLINK OF AN EYE 1 12/07/2010
    A QUOTE 0 12/06/2010
    THOUGHTS 0 12/06/2010
    BREAKING WALLS 0 12/06/2010
    TURN 0 12/06/2010
    * UNTITLED * 0 12/06/2010
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    PRESSURE 0 12/06/2010
    THIS 0 12/06/2010
    BROKEN 0 12/06/2010
    ETERNITY 0 12/06/2010
    FALLING 0 12/06/2010
    FEAR 0 12/06/2010
    THE MIRROR 0 12/06/2010
    IT 0 12/06/2010
    MY BEAUTY 0 12/06/2010
    REFLECTION 0 12/06/2010
    PAINFUL THOUGHT 0 12/06/2010
    KNOWING 0 12/06/2010
    NOTHING 0 12/06/2010
    AWAKENING 0 12/06/2010
    FORSAKEN INNOCENCE 0 12/06/2010
    REALITY 0 12/06/2010
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