

Reflections-MirrorsIn the still silent secluded night,Reflections-Mirrors
I sat at the river bank wondering to myself What I had done to have things end up this way.
Looking onto the the surface of the river. I saw my reflection. Mimicking my every move.
My twitching of fingers, my smiles and my frowns. It's seemed as though it was mocking me. I turned red .
Lest to know in my anger I found solace.
I felt empathy for him. Empathy for the man in the mirrors. Carrying my sorrows and pain. That were created by me.
Yet putting on a smile. Every m
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