Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Lilly, Jul 4, 2010.

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  1. Lilly

    Lilly Well-Known Member

    Im lying naked in front of the mirror
    how did it get like this
    how did we come here?
    why is the outside the thing that i hate
    i hate too the inside
    but there it's too late
    i cant save you darling
    you're way to far gone
    when they shredded you open
    he opened a song
    a song of such beauty
    there was nothing left
    now this you dear
    as you lay waiting for death
    go now, put clothes on
    no one can see
    all the cuts and the bruises
    what its like to be me
    but wait just a minute
    thought we were talking of her
    and here in the corner i realize for sure
    the two of us darling
    we're one in the same
    im just on the other side
    screaing your name
    can you hear me out there?
    on the other side of the glass
    get up and look in here
    and don't be such an ass.
  2. Acy

    Acy Mama Bear - TLC, Common Sense Staff Member Safety & Support

    Hi, Lilly. In your poem, it sounds like the person outside the mirror and the person inside the mirror need to talk - especially since I assume they are actually the "same" person. (I wondered when I read the poem what issues they agree and disagree about.)
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