The book of poetry
Mirror, mirror?
Mirror, mirror, am I beautiful?
Mirror, mirror is society right?
Mirror, mirror are these tears worth crying at night?
Mirror, mirror do you care?
mirror, mirror are you truth?
Mirror, mirror, is this how I really look?
mirror, mirror, should i change
Mirror, mirror my heart is broke.
mirror, mirror my soul is cold
mirror, mirror should I give in?
Mirror, mirror, is this girl really me?
Can I ever leave this forbidden place?
Have I really let society in my head
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"The battle of Life"
Nothing but fear and pain has been embedded.
Trapped in ones body, with no hope, and nothing to lose.
Can this really be the life I choose?
Tears in the night, Smiles in the day.
The pain is a playmate here to stay.
No help, no hand to hold, just a useless mold in the hands of another.
The verge of giving up is near.
something that is her worst fear.
she held on for as long as she can.
Soon her name will be written in the sand.
The wind will carry her soul, and the memories of her life.
But nothing compares to the fight called 'The battle of life'
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Silence
But is it when it's not supposed to be?
Silence can be deadly, Silence can hide the unknown.
Silence can keep you feeling alone.
No words, No screams, only unpleasant dreams.
Your hands around my neck, are evil and mean.
What do you see, when you pull away from me?
Black? Blue?
Well, that's nothing new
Evil in your eyes, are the last thing I see.
Before I lay my head down to sleep.
Why do you ever make me wonder, if I would ever wake up from my slumber?
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