I look into my eyes. I say loving things. I say horrible things. Some days I love myself. Others, I abuse myself.
I sacrifice for myself. I sacrifice nothing for myself.
A constant juxtaposition between lover and enemy.
My heart resides in this place.
I see through faces.
But the faces I see, do not see me. They feel and feel nothing for me.
My reflection staring back at me
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Author:
Sunshinefalling (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I listened to this song after writing this poem- an old favorite. It captures the feelings I had while writing this perfectly- being rejected by the damaged when in fact you are one in the same.
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