Break down

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In the mirror

It held a face

that held a face's stare,

 

In that mirror

the face that stared

stared back at me in fear...

 

I knew that once

I turned away

that we would meet again

 

that he would watch

the back of my head

whispering my name.

 

Words and photo Tommy Carroll

◄ Trouble and strife

Philosophy made simple ►

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Tommy Carroll

Sat 2nd Feb 2019 00:41

Cheers Po Cheers Jon Tommy

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Jon Stainsby

Sat 26th Jan 2019 08:56

I love this, Tommy.

poemagraphic

Sat 26th Jan 2019 08:53

Great work Tommy

Po

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Tommy Carroll

Fri 25th Jan 2019 22:59

I have changed the first self photo for another one of me Ray as I thought it may be a tad deliberate, the replacement is a genuine non deliberately strange. Tommy

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raypool

Fri 25th Jan 2019 22:44

There's a real message here Tommy, that we can be haunted by ourselves or who we think we are, and so on and so on reflected. I think this a lovely poem , no frills and tightly presented.

Ray (I have to say your photo is quite daunting too!)

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