Broken Image

by ((Allison))   Mar 29, 2005


The mirror it stands all alone
In the corner of my room
To look in it would seal my fate
It would bring me to my doom

This mirror is different as you can tell
It sees what you feel inside
In the image I see sorrow
It doesn't contain any pride

My life is full of depression
Everyday is filled with gloom
It sees my heart weeping so hard
It sees me reach my doom

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  • 19 years ago

    by Megann

    Wow, i can relate to this a lot ... i find the mirror is my enemy a lot .... good emotion .. xx megann