Editing an exurpt in your poetry

OK OK so here's the deal...post a stanza or line from one of your poems that your not so happy about or cant finish or just plain ol' confused about ^_^and lets see how we can get together to help each other from this cruel big block of writing

my friend wrote:

Repetition constant
Every morning wake
looking in the mirror
the brush and paste i take.

Colors upon fabric
these clothes I.....

thas all i can help with...any one care to share reply?

Colors upon fabric
these clothes I've seen before?

Not really sure what to do with the last two lines because i'm not sure what the intention is.