The mirror

by ღMőŁŀŷ ĹůvÅ¡ Ũღ   Mar 25, 2006


She looks at her reflection in that old shady mirror.
She trys to forget what you said, the words she didn't wanna hear.

She picks up the glass, & glides it across.
She questions why, her love was lost.

You said those things, to make her feel small.
She realized now, you never loved her at all.

She was just another toy, in your dumb game.
She feels so stupid, and o so ashamed.

She looks at that reflection, one final time.
As the blade cuts real deep...and she whispers good-bye.

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  • 18 years ago

    by angel125

    Hey i love em, i really like this one too, thanks for the comment also =)
    great job keep writing

  • 18 years ago

    by [†][†]MoNiQuE[†][†]

    Wow i luved it thanx for commenting on my poems!!!
    i luv the ending of this one!!!!
    well done 5/5 keep writing

  • 18 years ago

    by Cami

    Hey you did a great job on this poem. I'm not really afan of suicidal poems but this one can be an exception. (if she was suicial at the end) I don't know who you are Molly but I hope everything turns out ok in your life. Sometimes you can only be as happy as you want to be. Keep that in mind. In the meantime, keep writing poems! :)

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