Parallel Lines- chapter Two

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When you look in the mirror

Whose face do you see?

With your hand to the glass

Which image is me?

When you turn it around

Is it still the same?

There's a crack at the edge--

Can you play this game?

Imagine the mountain,

Your wings to the sky.

One step will take you there--

Perhaps you can fly.

Put your hands to the glass--

Harmonize and feel.

There's a crack at the edge--

None of this is real.

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EvaYvonneEvaYvonnealmost 12 years agoAuthor
So Long Ago...

I did eventually get my soul back- he inspired YEARS of darkness in my verses...

tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
ISNT A CRACKED IMAGE

a representation of a whole. TK U MLJ LV NV

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