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My reflection is a broken image,
Of a life I used to lead.
It distorts who I am,
And shows who I used to be.
I can't stand to see myself,
Someone misunderstood.
Maybe one day it will change,
Change for good.
Comments
Really interesting read Leej...there are a myriad of poems on this theme but one more is not too much...I really enjoyed the rhyme scheme and the positive ending - I read that Maybe...change for good as a positive thought coming into being
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<Deleted User> (13762)
Wed 29th Mar 2017 08:51
yes, I agree with Juan